I'm afraid much too much of what I feel
Could be overexposed without being understood
All those unwanted attention that pours
Would leave me with nothing more than an umbrage to embrace

The spotlight that flashes spontaneously
In an instant could deliberately be blinding
I might lose my focus
Or worse, I might even lose my purpose

Gratifying, at the same time annoying
All these endless queries that incise my mind
It cuts deep enough to reach my soul
Bleeding my reason until there's nothing left

Still my heart never stops from humming
The words that my pen showers
In a blank page I thought, I've unraveled
All my quelled emotiong... resigned to be but a poser