A Confused Secret

Why is she afraid
to just let go?
Why won’t she let
everyone know?

People are people,
and they can be mean.
It frightens her that
she’ll have to come clean.

Not letting herself look,
deep inside,
to see the truth,
where it does hide.

She wants to know,
and she doesn’t.
 She’s afraid of what it was,
 and what it wasn’t.

But, how will she know,
if she doesn’t take a chance?
How could one argue
if they won’t take stance?

But, what if she’s wrong
about how she thinks she does feel?
Shouldn’t it be obvious,
the objects of her zeal?

Stuck between what she knows
and how she should be
What can she do?
How will she see?