There are words I want to speak
And yet something holds me back
Fear or terror
Of what I am not but could be
In my worst nightmares
If I just let my heart go free
They say its your light that scares you the most
It is much easier to hide out
In corners or crevices
Than to proclaim my truth to the world
It is much easier to skulk back alleys and hallways
Growing certain of their ways
Than to stand out in the magnificent open
Amid the trees and the brush
And be unashamed
Vulnerable
And openhearted
To the wide world
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