Inside My Notebook

I wanted to become a writer to share my ideas.
But the more I write,
The more private I become.
Poetry is so intimate.
One glimpse in my writing notebook,
And you'll never see me the same.
Reading someone's thoughts can do that.
How am I supposed to just gift the world
With my deepest, darkest being
Accompanied by my name?
How can you expect me to preach it from the mountaintops?
My fears exposed,
My mind laid bare,
It's not easy.
I guess I thought it would be.
Writing releases me,
So I bind it in secrecy.
I can not trust.
I will not dare.
Samuel Clemens, Theodore Geisel,
And me.

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