Sh*t I can't tell you part 1

My only thoughts were

do you care?

I wasn't your average student

and you weren't the average teacher.

You saw something in me that you said needed to be brought out.

 

I couldn't bring it out.

Letting you know would be the ultimate betrayal.

I couldn't allow myself to let you in.

What about my mom?

What about my sisters?

What would become of us?

No, I have to protect them,

this is my duty.

This is my job.

I can't allow you to mess up

what we have.

You are the enemy I was taught.

People like you.

They want to take us away.

Is that what I want?

DO I want to see my sisters again?

DO I want to be split up?

No, no I don't want that.

I must remain silent.

 

But you kept on poking,

Kept on asking.

You kept...

You kept..

Being nice.

Saying the things that I always wanted to hear.

But I had to keep my wits about me.

I knew what people like you could do.

I could open my mouth and lose myself.

Or keep closed and abuse myself.

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