Afflicted. Can you see these scars that have been inflicted? I keep these burried secrets under lock and key. Never to be heard or seen. Compartmentalize. Label, tag, and file away. Everything nice and neat, In it's perfect place In it's sealed up box. Clean, orderly, concise. My perfect house of cards. Each one carefully placed. One false move, Everything I've worked so hard to achieve Comes crumbling down. Or is that me I feel beginning to shatter? One small chink in the delicately crafted facade that...