I write because words are my world.The only place I get to escape from everything. All my pieces are about something I have gone through or people I have met or even things I have learnt.
I hide a part of me from some and show my all to some.
Hidden away in my depth is a past I fight with each and every day.
And I almost hate myself.
But I remember that I have to keep the girl that people know alive and smiling.
Because although hidden it still is me.
My insecurities are mine and the battles I have won within myself left scars only I understand.
So I will stay like this till I feel no more.
Hidden.
