I find it difficult sometimes.

Expresing who I am was never something I was comfortable with,

my mind always preached;

"Be happy, and bottle up the rest.

Put on your mask and entertain the world."

That simply was my way of life.

Constantly thinking I could show neither pain or fear,

or else everyone would leave.

I am a hidden emotional,

shedding tears behind closed doors,

and punching at the walls instead of people.

I would try to stay composed through everything.

Until finally I fell apart at the seams.

Now here I am,

and after 20 years of beating myself up,

I AM DONE!

It's time to be myself, and not give a damn what people see!

Because I'm done with shadows, and I'm ready for the light!