I wish that I could say,
Without scaring you away,
What is really in my heart,
But I don’t know where to start.
Sharing with you my despair,
Is not easy and not fair.
For it belongs to only me.
It’s not meant for you to see.
Nor meant for you to pity.
Still…
I wish that I could say,
Without scaring you away,
What is really in my head,
But I’ll be quiet instead.
Random Misanthrope 
Such a lovely structure to it and flows nicely. It’s also a feeling I can relate to easily.
It is difficult to balance the need to talk about one’s problems with the desire to not burden one’s friends with them. No one likes a whiner. Thank you for your kind comments. 🙂
So lovely! Can’t even count how many times I’ve felt this way! 😉