I run and hide
I always have

since I was
very young

maybe it is
depression

I don’t know

I don’t disappear
completely

I’m not a ghost

but I need to
go away

for a while

sometimes
far away

sometimes
to my room

never to return
to the same place

but no place
is ever the same

many people
have met me

but few have
known me

I’m not a mystery
I just need to be

alone