I hide beneath
this near infallible disguise,
that is entirely based
on keeping quiet.
It's quite wonderful
and useful;
no one can tell
how deep the hurt runs,
and I break down before few.
My guard is always up,
my heart is always protected,
but I can't stop it from
itself.
Do you see
the effect you have on me?
Of course you don't,
because even if I want you to,
I can't let this wall down.
The power of secrets,
and the security of privacy
are what keep me comfortable,
even though at times
they make the pain worse.
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