Skeletons in my closet
and you ain't even seen the half of them yet.
You say you can read right through me,
peep through the windows of my soul,
my transparency.
See my blood, sweat and tears.
But somehow, you missed my left-over dignity.
Stashed away in a corner,
only available for those searching willingly.
I don't always say this publicly
but I guess if you've been through this,
you'll undoubtedly feel with me.
Surrounding yourself with positivity makes life easy.
But aren't we all afraid of how long it's gonna last?
How long its gonna be around?
When its gonna pay another visit,
or stick around forever, preferably?
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