Hiding

Will I ever come out of hiding?
That remains to be seen.
Maybe some one will deem himself worthy,
To be called my knight in shining armor and king.
Maybe I can relish myself into being his wife, queen and mother of his unborn seed.
Will I cater to him and supply his humanly wants, desires, and needs?
In return will he love me unconditionally, will be always be there to comfort and to be affectionate toward me.
Together can we love each other through our pains and hurts?
Can we hold each other tight while we take on the challenge of the world?
A mother and a wife is what I desire to be.
Maybe I've given my love to the wrong knight who is not worthy of love from me