Don’t share with me your golden smile,
They need it, those that with you will walk a mile,
Or maybe two. Let them see you sparkling always.
Don’t share with me your glorious mornings,
Full of laughter and charm.
When you feel invincible,
Free from hurt and harm.
Share with me but your silences,
Share with me your fears,
Share with me the rush of sudden, unbidden tears.
Those unimaginable nightmares that 2 a.m. in the night, seem
so real,
Awakening the demon of self-doubt, the mad urge to flee your
dream.
When you are no longer the tower of strength that you may otherwise
seem.
Let the world see you in your glory,
Share with me, you.
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