Be Honest

Secrets I’m holding are just part of my past If I open up then they will not last. Do I keep them bottled deep down inside? Am I true to myself with feelings I hide? When I look in mirrors, do I see right through? Can I see inside of me, or even, can you? I thought I’m protective, maybe I deceive. I’d like to think honest, but do I believe? Fooling myself? No, never can it be! I’m a fool to myself, which I must see. To keep feelings hidden, is to be untrue Not only to myself, but to all of you? I must now be open, must now come clean. Time to let the people, all of them that mean So much in my life. I need them to know All about me, so our friendship grows.