Hidden
I hide myself, the real me, under a mask,
It is such a difficult and painful task,
My mind goes into overdrive asking why,
My heart breaks as I try not to cry,
Why hide from those I consider near,
Why do I hide me when they are nere,
All I want is to be in the sky, soaring,
All I feel now is the rain, pouring,
I know I can let this slide,
But my feelings have to be shoved aside,
So if these feelings cannot be ridden,
I shall just have them hidden.......
~Manda Panda
