We all hide our true selves in some shape or form

With make up , clothes, our persona- what we want other to see and know,

but not what we actually are

and very few knew

what was underneath

what was going on with me 

who I am 

who i could be

Who I want to be

Unfortunately no one completely understand me

not even myself

I don't undertsand why and how I do the things I do

I don't undertstands my feelings

I know them but I choose to hide them, to conceal them

only to reveal them 

to those I can trust, but to society

I hide, from judgment and negativity

behind a computer screen, through social media

not to cause harm

but to show myself, slowly, hinting and trusting stangers with bits ans pieces of my life online

but off I dont know how to trust

this is the irony behind the curtain

 why and how I hide, in my room, my face locked on a phone

I hide myself 

my talents that I think are not that that impressive

My weirdness, my emtions, my passion to draw and write

when I like

But I don't the irony with in myself

how I display my life and myself without exposing it

Therefore, part of me will always be...