Hidden

The Newport nicotine that fills my lungs.
The aged whiskey that chases down the smoke,
And away the demons.
All hidden.

The crush that I have,
And the insecurities,
That keep me from acting.
All hidden.

My true feelings.
My bisexuality.
All hidden.

My potential.
My drive.
All hidden.

I'm buried alive,
Under what I'm not sure.
All I know is that I'm simply,
Hidden.