what hides inside

What hides in me should it be seen
It is hidden to the eye a friend of the enemy
Can’t you tell I want you to look
I want you to see
a cry for attention or my just a plea
It is a secret but it has no key
The lock without a door just a gate
It is open why can’t you see
You must think love the hurt
but can’t leave the pain
It isn’t like that it follows me I run and run
My eyes blinded bye the sun
Desperate girl looking for a gun

-sylvia-