I wrote this poem at a time when I felt very insecure about myself. For so long, I acted a certain way because that was what everyone expected. The way I presented myself, talked and acted a manifestation of other people opinion, and then one day it just caught up to me and I didn’t recognize myself under all the walls I had put up, and this poem is about that process.
I feel the need to hide
and lock myself away
hanging to the side
and avoiding all.
I have a lot to say
but I keep it all inside
hoping for the right day,
the right time,
that I’ll say it anyway.
There’s nothing holding me back
no chains or weights
nothing but myself
too uneasy to put myself at risk
There’s a mask on my face
I’ve worn it for so long
that I don’t recognize my face
when it finally comes off
So I hide
but I don’t know why
keep the words inside
but I don’t know why
So I wait and bide my time
for the day to come and I finally find out why.
