The Secret Flow Part II

You rip me apart
And leave me to bleed
I've already written this poem
So I'll let someone see

But who will share the burden
Who will I show
There are few who know the real me
Few who see the secret flow

Maybe I'll keep it bottled up
Until someday I burst
Whoever is with me then
Will see me at my worst

So badly I want to open up
To let the world see the real me
But instead I will stay hidden
As I continue to bleed