I want to just hide Away from everyone Maybe I do need meds I'm not sure if I can make it much longer I just don't know how to speak up about it How do you hide from yourself? Is it physically possible? If it is someone please help Tell me how I just wanna be gone
Stuck Behind the scenes Hidden In the closet It’s all the same I’m stuck No one supports me The real me The one I can only show friends I don’t want to hide it Not from my family But I have to They wouldn’t understand They’d just say “I’m being selfish” Or “I don’t understand” But I’m not dumb I understand everything perfectly I know who I am And who I like No one can change that Hopefully people will accept me For me Maybe I won’t have to hide I can finally be true Unlike most people It’s relaxing Finally knowing Who I am The mystery is solved I know me Who I am was finally Revealed
I wrote this about me realizing that I’m a bigender pansexual.
Why am I like this? It shouldn't be this way Am I really alone Or is it my brain just forcing me back Back in time To the dark To this inescapable prison Where have I gone Where are you Whoever you are I can't do this myself I just keep falling No one realizes I'm slowly failing life The longer I go the more I fail Slowly crumbling with every step Failure is second nature now It hurts but I can't get around it I can't stop it now I'm gone Doomed to this world of darkness Of failure Will my brain ever let me go Or do I need someone?
This pen and paper My future Do they co-exist? I live pouring my heart out Who cares though People question Why I do what I do Why should it matter to them? It's my life I'm not harming you Actually if anything I'm causing myself To be vulnerable All out in the open Right there for anyone Plain as day Just like the words here The only thing you won't know Is the exact meaning I'll keep those locked away Forever hidden Everything else is an open book Go ahead and read Read what I've longed to share Try to decipher it Like I've had to do Many a time before Until then here I am On the shelf Waiting to be opened
What is normal? Is it even real? Why can't we just be ourselves Not be judged By strangers People who know nothing about us They don't know the uncomfortable feelings The hate already being thrown our way Inhumane words Hitting our shields They're breaking now Being smashed I know mine is almost done for It might as well be gone Yet the knives are still being thrown Heading right for me Hitting the target Trying to hit us Right where it hurts Will there ever be a day When we are no longer judged for us No longer tossed away like expired food Kicked out of our own home Seeking shelter But then being abused For just being who we are When are we going to stop being the target Stop being the abused Can we not be humiliated and judged Why can't we just be? Just be who we are without being hated