Like my heart, it's unable to be read by the naked eyes or narrow mind.
Like a letter folded in half my sufferings are all left somewhere unable to be seen by anyone without a scar.
Like a letter folded in half with so much spilled with the ink like the colour of my blood but not mine.
Like a letter folded in half misinterpreted and misunderstandings all over the room.
Like a letter folded in half with stories from the past, looks all clean with not a peck of dust inside.
Like a letter folded in half my words still inside with nobody to read and left untouched.

- Unheard_notes20