The Hidden Child

I am a child with pride Sometimes I want to hide I live in fear I wonder who I can hold dear I replay many pains I wonder if they will ever go away I hide my pain I just wish it would rain to ease my pain I love to work So I stay busy and I won’t have to hurt I sometimes don’t know where to restart I just want to be loved by someone with all their heart I put a smile on my face I don’t want anyone to sense my hurt; in any case I block my pain with music I don’t know how they speak my pain so fluent I may be quiet, funny, outgoing, crazy, and wild But I will always be a HIDDEN CHILD