Some who hide
do not desire to be found.
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I have always been partial
to hiding.
Hiding where it's dark,
and sometimes cold,
but it's worth it.
They all whisper
when they can see me.
So I hide somewhere deep,
because then they can't
see the fear in my eyes.
I run internally from
the people, the trials
and often forced smiles.
The key to hiding is
for no one to know you're hiding.
Show them only the surface.
Let them only see an inch of
what I really am:
Terrified of my potential,
for darkness or for light.
In that way even when they
see me and speak to me
I'm not truly there.
I slowly mastered this game
every time I felt threatened.
Every time I was pushed down,
put down, teased, bullied,
laughed at or punished.
But more, even, when I let down
those who were around me.
Eventually it consumed me.
For when you hide from
yourself, within yourself,
You can lose yourself.
And that's when it gets scary.
To remember who you really
are requires you to tear
down the very walls you built
to keep everyone out.
The walls made of whispers
and lies that cover up
all of your flaws. All of your
insecurities and doubts.
To tear them down is to leave
yourself completely vulnerable.
I ask you this, is it better to be
lonely,
vulnerable,
or invisible?
I have always been partial
to hiding.
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