When I share, I’m letting them in.
Behind the lies I hide within.
I feel vulnerable, exposed,
Scared for what they could use this new
Found vulnerability for
They want, think they need, to do
It could hurt me, but need it be so?
Shakespeare said that, and he’s pretty smart,
Which is something I’m quite sure you know.
A trust race, humanity,
And sharing these things could hurt me,
Though as Shakespeare said, need it be?