Hiding

idk why i write anymore

there's dust on my notebook

from the weeks i've left it slump on the floor

the cover is well put together

tho one of the pages tore

i pick it up in hopes of inspiration

just to throw it back in the drawer

unsettled mind

i lose myself trying to rewind

where it all began

why does my heart rapidly pound traveling down my spine & all thru my bones

thoughts are uneasy

as i stay daydreaming

forever restless

this feeling inside me is relentless

leaves me breathless

perhaps that's how i perceive it

perhaps i've been dealing with

the sorrows of my self pity enough for me to believe it

brings me to my knees

some might call it a disease

inside i'm screaming help me please

on the outside to put my audience at ease

i lay on a smile

look at me

happily hiding.