I've told my story

Just a thing and some words, that maybe might mean something.

I've told my story so many times, 

I often forget that it is even mine.

Opening up is in my nature, 

The easiest ones to tell a stranger.

When you know how the story ends, 

It's then that we become friends. 

It's then I'll close up I no long talk, 

I'll be damned if I get caught. 

Protection, Survival, That is my aim,

I mean not to cause you with the blame. 

But when past mistakes leave me open. 

I come to think, the words are better, unspoken. 

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[WhatCanISay]

DarkStar, what a name. Reminds me of something someone used to call me. I like this poem. I wish I had something better to say but I really don't.