Of all that I speak
and all that I do not -
I keep a record in the hidden journal
Few words smudged with tears
Feelings splattered all over.
The hidden journal -
It sits in a corner where no one can find -
A place so well-hidden,
deep down inside me.
A part of me, which always is scared...
Scared to reveal itself to the world -
Vulnerable it would be,
The hidden journal, stark naked -
Open to the cruel world.
Let me keep it safe, deep inside
The Hidden Journal -
Of all that I speak
and all that I do not ...
Let the emotions be unleashed -
written in ink only I can read.
Words exchanged between us,
The hidden journal and the smiling me.
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