*does this need a warning? Hmmm I'll put one. This poem may be triggering to some. Reader discretion is advised*

I'd tell you what I'm thinking
But you'd think less of me.

So why would I tell you
What I'm thinking?

The thoughts in my mind
May force you to leave

Because my thoughts are not
The most beautiful things.

My thoughts can be dark,
They scare people away

And I'm not letting you
Leave me today.

So my thoughts will stay
Thoughts,

And will never be anything
Else.

You'll never know
What I'm thinking

Because voicing my thoughts would mean poison falling from my mouth.