Why can't you talk to me?
Where are your words?
Stuck on the inside
Really no use,
Tell me your feelings,
Angry or sad,
They may be annoying,
Make me feel bad, but
When you can say to me
What is inside,
There are no secrets
Nothing to hide,
We need to speak freely,
To say what needs said,
So nothing can ever,
Trouble our heads.
By Richard Smith
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