Hidden

I wrote this a while ago, but I'll be posting a lot of old writing for a while. This was one of my first-ever poems.

Roaming through the unknown

The world of pain and hatred

Yet always a smile on my face

And happiness in my eyes

 

But little do they know

That smile is little more than a lie

My eyes have a glimmer of happiness

Never reflected inside

 

Hidden away in my heart

From myself and all others

Hoping no one can read through me

Fearing being discovered

 

I watch everyone else

Seeking emotions I can no longer feel

The emotions have demolished

The bad as well as the good

 

Where have they gone

Will I ever see my reflection in the mirror

Or will I always be alone

Hidden in my heart

Author's Note

Let me know what you think.

Reviews

[Enigma]

We all have a "hidden" side to us and we constantly live with the hope that someone would look through all these lies and know the real us. Its easier to fake a happiness than share a trouble, it seems. But maybe, all the others are pretending as well. Well written.

[Shy Girl]

Straining keeping up a mask isn't it?? Hiding out behind it also can take a toll, yes?? You explain in great detail how alone you feel..and on edge that somebody will see what you are hiding and who you really are as a person. I never look people exactly straight in the eye...just cant..to afraid they will see right through to my insecurities and pounce on them. Can always tell when I accidentally do it too, I get a jolt and fear constricts my throat for a split second. My mind registers it before I'm even aware. The mirror reflection you stare at every morning being the mask and the lonely feeling hiding in your heart..you conveyed very well..I'm sorry you feel that way though...maybe your friends can help you peek out from behind that mask even they know is there... :)

[Coyote Poetry]

Life lead us to many places. When we are young. We want too much too quickly. I told my four children. Travel, test life and have fun. Love will come. Young people need to know joy and laughter before marriage and paying bills. A very good poem. Each of us feel alone. Just need people with same dreams and desires to make the journey better. Many good people in our world. We must try to stay positive and keep hope in our heart. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote