pome of the day 3.....

I hided, I hide from you. From the sorrow and pain. From the hash words, you say. From your scornful looks, from your disappointments. I hide from the world because it is sad and I am sad. I cannot take it I hide because I am strong for you and the world until I collapse from weariness. I hide so I can be how I want; live how I want, and think how I want. I hide because you oppress me. I hide because I cannot speak just recite the same old words. I hide because it’s the only way I can be free,