Free
I stand in front of you
Not sure what to say
And I don't know how
To tell you I'm not okay
I don't have words
For what I'm feeling
For all of these thoughts
That I've been concealing
Look expectantly
Up at me
But to be honest
You never truly see
I wrote to you
And everyone else
To let you know
Just how I felt
Words are trapped
Inside of me
But on a page
They are free
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