There is a place where I go to hide.
Where no one can find me.
A very heavily guarded place.
No one knows what lies within.
Just Me, Myself, and I.
When I am afraid,
This is where I go.
When I need silence,
This is where I go.
When I need to be alone,
This is where I go.
I know it will be exposed,
By someone clever enough,
To see through the illusion,
Through the happiness I project,
Through the laughter I fake,
Just to keep my place hidden.
In my secret place I am me.
Hurt, and unwilling to be healed.
