The boiling anger that resides in me,
simmers just below the surface.
Threatening to tear down the barriers, my
icy coolness takes over.
Better to hide my feelings then upset others
with my opinions.
I hate hurting people, but I wish they
would accept me for who I am.
But I can’t expect them to accept me if
they don’t know who I am.
The idea of opening up
Brings that fever again.
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