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