They didn’t know - Prose

I didn’t know they didn’t know
but how could they know if I didn’t tell them?

Hidden secrets that I kept
in the darkest closet of my mind.

I thought they could read my mind
by Looking into my eyes.

The thousand yard stare it’s called
the empty look that looks far away.

Away is safe and the here is fear.

I saw the fear and I thought it was clear
that I was in pain.

Those many conversations I had
The ones they never heard

Because I never spoke them aloud

I thought you knew
But they couldn’t know

Because I had no voice
I had no choice

I didn’t know they didn’t know