Worry and Guilt
It is the worrying that is causing me to snap at others.
As if responding to a snide remark.
After trying to be inhibited for so long-
As if my inhibitions would ward off the thoughts I believe others are thinking.
As if a thought could turn into my fate.
But eventually, all secrets that seeth within.
Will turn into a whirlwind of confessions.
Confessions that confuse.
Maybe they knew nothing after all.
And the silence that was there all along-
Continues.
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