Could you tell that it was honest?

To be quiet is to give away a lot
So i talk.
Endlessly speaking what i am thinking
Believing it will disguise my feeling
To answer is a need in me
To be quiet a dread
So that day to that thought
When all i replied was nothing
Could you see what i dont show,
What hides beneath for even me to know
The absence of reason is new for me
Its the most honest in long, i have been