Kept to Myself

Kept to myself are

My thoughts

My wants

My fears

Kept to myself

My needs

My failures

My self

except for you

You know

everything

I spill and spew and tell

You know me down to every cell

But I keep you to myself too

it's just me and you

I'm the only one who knows

And since I keep you,

the holder of my secrets,

so close to my heart

Doesn't that mean I really am kept to myself, after all

- Malawi

Thanks for reading, I thought of this poem during English class after we had just finished listening to a poem and we were supposed to be analyzing it, but I had some inspiration.