Note to Self

So many things I’ve yet to disclose

Keep me far away though we’re close

Thoughts that I hesitate to bring to words

For fear they won’t be listened to,

Just heard

I create my own emotional traps

Scribbled fast on paper scraps

Notes to self written, kept in pockets

Till the day I die

Tiny paper cranes that will never

Get the chance to fly

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