A word that struggles and dies in birth
Fails and breaks upon the walls
Fear down to resultant mirth
Halts the feelings that grew so tall
Unsure, unsteady and in presence denies
When faced in life with what was sought
A crowded room helps stifles the cries
When a mind chooses to hide the thought
Smiles and laughter ring through the air
Was it only one who felt that way
A misguided joke or vacant stare
What once was buried will stay that way