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.