Hiding

Each time I walk outside,
I'm hiding behind a mask.
I'm never who I truely am,
Never who I want to be.
I walk passed you all with a fake smile,
My brain running so many miles,
Just trying to figure out exactly whats wrong with me,
Trying to figure out why you will never see.
Why wont you see me for who I am?
Hiding never helps with the pain I feel,
But its all I can do for now.
I'm hiding my past,
I'm hiding my present,
I'm hiding behind lies.
Hiding is my life,
And I hope you know your a big part in the one role.
♠ ♠ ♠
An older poem, one of my firt, so it probably sucks, big time.