Poetry

Hiding behind a thick brick wall
lay things that can't be told.
Feelings, feelings, sad, but true eat at my heart.
Things I'm to afraid...
to afraid to say.
Maybe I should speak things out
but it would hurt too much.
I never lie, but I'm holding back...
holding back that 'something' deep inside.
Never can I say, never will I say
no one can make me.