I can whisper in my own ear
secrets I won't let anyone hear.
Problems I have,
But don't want you to know
because I fear they would
turn you away.
Sometimes I feel helpless; alone.
Reckless and Restless.
Never at home.
I long for touch, escape,
any way to communicate.
I'm a sucker for kind expressions.
I don't fall often, but when I do, it leaves impressions.
I express myself in awkward ways
on my better days.
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