time goes by slowly

as I hide my blade in a place that will never reach the light of day

I hide my lighter the same way

I never burned but I will one day

I hide the cash I get from my friends

fear envelops me as I imagine the yelling again

I hide my soul where you can never see

I pretend to be another me

I hide my feelings its better that way

away from the light of day

I hide myself isolation suits best

I hide away I hide the rest

as days go by I slowly decay

into something that will never be used one day

I hide my smile

keep the face natural

its better if nothing mutual

I hide the light in my eyes

the little me is gone from sight

I hide my body it can never be used
new is better new isn't used

I hide my lips do not speak

no more words no more conflict in-between

I hide my hands they cannot be used

all they worth is being pretty not used

I hide until there is nothing left

nothing but the shadows of the denim past is left