There simply is a time and place
To show the sides of your writer’s face.
I tend to post it all too quick
From beautiful to really sick
But sometimes I need a gentle remind
That some of it should be held behind
The doors that only a few people see
Some might be better only for me.
That doesn’t mean I’m being fake
There’s only so much the world can take.
So I will try to keep a lid
On the writings that are better hid
Behind the public social wall
The view available to all.
Self-censorship is something I can do
Whether the piece is fake or true.
I’ll have a secret writing mind
And leave the controversy behind.