Hidden
I hide to stay safe
I hide to not show
The real me that no one knows
I hide to not lose my friends
Ironic I know, but my true self I don't want to show
I know they judge because I judge too
But I only judge when I see untrue
I don't like to critic
But I know when someone is fishy
I get this vibe that is strange
But 100% of the time it's right and I don't know why
I try to stop and not show the real me
But in the the long run someone gets hurt and I feel crappy
It's almost like my job to help out when I'm not needed
I try to warn others but they just don't seem to care
Then they feel pain and life goes downhill from there
I hide to not push my friends away
I know when life gets rough they don't want me to be tough
But that's the only way I know how to show love
All I do is care, but apparently they want to sit in despair
I hide, therefore I'm invisible
Maybe that's better than being judged for a gift that I find whimsical