Don't mind the lyrics

I can say a lot of things,

But, I am afraid to do so.

Afraid, I will lose whatever is left,

And console my words to go.

I can say a lot of things,

But get scared on opening up too much. Perhaps because life hasn't been kind to me, And I don't want to make it worse as such.

I want to confess my secrets,

But I don't know if I have anyone to listen.

Deep down, it all gets tangled,

Like the fabrics of linen.