Poetry Self-expression
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Touch the paper with a pencil
Shouting thoughts come alive
My mind is leaking ideas
The words explode on paper
Eventually coming together
To create a world of mine
Thinking becomes out of control
Parts of me,
Secrets,
Scream to be captured on paper,
To deserve even a smidgen of recognition,
But I can’t part with them,
I fear that others might see the true self I keep hidden,
