How can you open up if you always hide
You hide behind this facade
It is like a shade
It shades the real you
It works so well that you cant recognize the face staring back at you
The face on the outside is all you see
The face on the inside is unknown
It wishes to come out
But it is impossible for you
You cant tell anymore
What is really there and what you wish was real
But why is the question
Why is it that we must hide
She wrote this and closed her journal a single tear fell from her eye. Why is he always hiding? Why can't he open up? She left for the day leaving the journal on her desk hoping he would show her whats he is hiding someday.