27 November 2012
I am a closet writer No one knows my ways, No one seems to notice When I'm in my closet for days.
Only one knows my location One knows I like to write, I hide in here in the day And again at night.
I do not share my story's Nor my songs or my rhymes, No one knows I write them They are only mine.
I'm embarrassed to share each story I'm worried what some might say, When they eventually find out What happens here by day.
So I write in my closet Happily on my own, One day I'll leave this closet- My talent will be shown!
The Closet Writer • Opuss № I