I Will Free My Skeletons

When the time is right, I will free my skeletons. Why? Because I need too. Freedom is letting it go. I need to tell you something. You don't know this. Well really, You don't know me very well But my mind thinks it knows you Or at least knew you. I told it it doesn't but for a while it Quit believing me. I told it stop trying To make up the past because that time Is gone and that people are people. They Will never fills those positions that you Needed in your life. Soon my mind would Come to grips but then it would want something More. It wanted to tell this person the story. Why I acted the way I did towards them and How their little affections affected me so much. I wanted to tell so bad but I didn't want to come off As weird. I needed to tell them. For once I actually wanted To tell someone without hesitation but just because I'm ready Doesn't mean they are or will be. I mean, I'm not sure What decision to make. I need help. I could take this risk Or I couldn't. I'm not sure what is best. What would you do? I have to see them everyday. But I surely would like to see What they think of it. We'll never know What happens until someone Makes a choice or decision. To tell or not to tell?