The sadness of today is chasing the hope of my tomorrow's out of my head.
This endless torment I allow to take hold is so fierce , like a savage beast it waits to be fed.
On display for the world to see my madness, frantically I try to hide behind the glass.
I try to convince myself that one day it will be different, that this too will pass.
My mind wanders to happier days when I was able to be the only thing I've ever wanted to be, ME.
I shut myself off from the world and in my sweet solitude I am able to keep secret what I don't want them to see.
Paralyzed by the curiosity of what they must think I try once again to open up and let them back inside.
The idea of them prying into my thoughts, telling me all I've done wrong, only makes me wish I had continued to hide.