What am I hiding?

Can't you tell?

A secret so big, 

Hidden deep where I dwell.

Something I want to share,

But...

Stop

You, Them, Everyone

Stops me.

Behind the curtain is what you seek,

A story of a girl people say is weak.

But if they really knew,

If only they really knew. 

Would they still call me friend,

Would they still see me the same,

No.

That is the answer.

No.

But I'm tired of hiding.

So why do I hide?

I am not ashamed. 

Not ashamed to cry. 

I would shout it to the world,

I would loudly proclaim.

But this secret is a secret,

Isn't it supposed to stay that way?

I think that things need to change.

I don't think I should be in hiding.

I don't think that I should be blamed.

It's no one fault,

Not even my own.

But I'll tell you a secret,

Something I hide.

I wonder sometimes,

what's really inside.

You don't know me,

but I'll tell you my secret.

In hope that you'll help someone,

In hope that you will be,

Compassionate.

I was eight years old when God's mighty hand struck down,

My world was turned completely around.

So young it started as imaginery friends,

Two years went by and more appeared.

It started with the voices,

Whispers

In my ear.

Then the Shadow appeared,

It went downhill from there.

Are you confused,

Of what I proclaim?

I shall explain myself.

I am seventeen years old and still fighting this.

Depression, 

Anxiety,

Psychosis.

I once let it rule my life. 

But no longer. 

I shall be stronger,

I will be a fighter.

The hallucinations tortured me.

It was not fun, it was not easy.

It's hard to explain but that's why I hide.

To escape the shame,

The voices screaming inside.

So that is my secret. 

To all that I share.

Now it is your turn. 

Do you have secrets to bare?