After all that has been done
The skills that were crafted
The person that you crafted
Was it all done
Just to hide away?

When melancholy takes over
and opportunity is within sight, but not within reach
It is formidable, tempting, optimistic and pessimistic, all at the same time!
Where else but within a hideaway

When shame and self doubt simultaneously break you
Or rather corner you as two walls closing in
Along with shelter and independence
They form the hideaway

Outside voices dip into your consciousness
Like a ping pong ball trying to penetrate a brick wall
Offering simple advice and above all else begging you
Not to hide away

But before and after the beginning of the hideaway
The social clock summons you
And you must follow and in this moment
You couldn't hideaway

The power within controls us
The power that that we have
The power that we made
The power that you have honed since you were born, and the power that you have built around, and made yourself around
And you made choices that built you
And did you really become who you are
Just to hide away?

"Better men have realized alone is not a venture
A decent man would realize alone is not a venture
Just to hide away, hide away"

Once you realize that alone is no where to live but perhaps to unwind
You will be at peace in body and in mind
And once you remember yourself and your journey that you've been on since birth to build yourself into who you want to be...
Once I wrote this poem...
I couldn't hide away