It is not what I say to you that should worry you about me.
It is not what you see me doing when you are around.
A lot of who I am is kept to myself and out of sight.
You don't know even half of what I keep hidden.

I don't tell you because I know you.
I remember what you have said about others.
I can still feel the pain you gave me.
You probably never even noticed the changes in my face.

So many times I have wanted to scream at you.
You just kept talking, and I felt like less.
If you cared in the least about me, then I couldn't tell.
Only when I'm alone can I let it all out.

The times I have wanted to share my mind with you are many.
I don't know if you would have even listened to me.
You have goals for my life that I can't accept.
They have never been mine.

I keep to myself because I know the past.
While that doesn't define the future, I don't feel safe sharing.
You did that to yourself.
You cut me off from your care.

If you want to know the truths that I don't share, then listen hence:
Don't hate those different or those the same;
Don't loose your venom on those you claim to love;
Don't treat your friends like extra baggage;
Don't target your family with breath of fire.
To make me feel less hated for the way I am, do only this:
Love all who are near or far;
Wrap in kindness your chosen flock;
Take up burdens with a happy smile;
Give your best to all who bless and curse you.

I know I fail from time to time.
I know my heart seems dark as night.
Truth be told, it was you who taught me.
You for whom there are things unsaid.