Honesty Poem by Paul Daniel

Where to begin, trying to describe my life?
In fact my life is easy,
The hard one is my mind.

When fear of going crazy keeps you pretending everythings ok
And the life you hide from others, shows more and more each day
When you realise that spot on your ceiling has not moved for the last 5 hours
To be able to identify a single tear, while standing in a shower.

Its time to try and talk about the things inside my head
The hardest is part is where to begin, because so much has gone unsaid.
Scared of being honest, with myself, but more with you.
Im sure you wouldn't feel the same, if everything you knew.

I dont want my truth to hurt you, I have to phrase things certain ways.
I've no one else to talk to, and so much I want to say.

To tell someone how im feeling, to finally just let go.
To at last be told im crazy.
And to be told, it doesn't show.