Forever Hidden
How do you see me?
Am I a person of normalty?
Or an individual behind closed doors
I'm scarred of what lies in the darkness
Yet everyone sees me as a normal
A shy creature that once alone
Is nothing more than a talking hidden beast
Afraid of speaking her mind
She'll hide behind books
Afraid of expressing her trueself
She'll hide behind fashion
Forever keeping a part of herself hidden behind a curtain
How do you see me?