Though I Know I Should

Though I know I should
I can only wish that I could
Some things are hard to share
But, it would help to make others aware

What would they think if they knew?
How would I feel after giving even one clue
Would anything change if they knew the real me?
Would the stay and be my friend or would they flee?

It is this fear that keeps me from telling
Sometimes I feel like yelling
For it's hard to live while keeping everything inside.
Maybe I should put all these thoughts aside.

And tell someone anyway
Since they will never go away
At least someone would know
I still don't think I could, though

Although, I would really like to tell
I probably never will
You know it really is a shame
That we can't share and still have others see us as the same