So a friend of mine wrote this and I loved it.
I can relate to it so I posted it.

My Secret Vault
I want you to know me, to know all my fears,
To know all my pain that's been building for years.
But to tell you the truth that has never been told
Is to scary to think of. I can't be that bold.
I've held it all in. It's still building and building.
My head is a wreck. My thoughts are unyielding.
If I tell you my secret that only I know
It could end in such sadness...such sorrow and woe.
I want you to care, but what if you don't?
I'm dieing to tell you, but I probably won't.
As I look back now, it was probably my fault.
So I'll keep my secret locked up in my vault.
-Angela