• Deep inside me,
    are the feelings i have repressed against.
    never seen,
    never heard.
    no one knows me like i know myself,
    but even so, i may not even know myself.

    The feelings trapped inside me are attatched.
    One snaps, and all off them fall.
    like a puppets master.
    if the puppet's master is gones....
    so is the puppet

    uselessness,
    pain,
    depression,
    sadness,
    anger,
    fear....
    feelings i can never show.
    i hide everything with a smile, even though i'm torn up on the inside.

    I am,
    I was,
    I will be,
    I will do,
    I AM.

    Who am i?
    who will i be?
    Questions never asked and never asked.
    HIding behind a untearable mask.
    Never removed and never seen.

    my hair caresses my face,
    sheilding me,
    hiding me.
    I will never show what i am.
    For, I am Who I am.