To be Hidden
my sins wash around me,
my pain beats down upon me like the sun,
my tears pour like rain,
my heart rushes like the wind,
my skin burns like fire,
my feelings remain inside,
they do never escape from inside,
they want to stay hidden,
for if they come out they with be hated,
hatred is forever around us,
along with inside us,
my weakness terrifys my brain,
i will never be true to myself, nor to anyone,
never is a long time away,
but i will hold my promise,
to be hidden.
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