The Truth

This is an old poem I wrote during High School. Thought I would share it as a reminder of what people can be hiding from the world.

I stay in my room,

So not to face reality.

I listen to music,

To block out the truth.

I hide away,

So to never stick out.

I’m never me,

So I don’t get hurt.

I blend in,

So I’m not alone.

I think in dreams,

Because it’s better than life.

You think I’m perfect,

When really I’m not,

I’m just good at hiding.

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