Hidden

In the deepest regions of your mind
There are things no one can find
You've hid them well and hid they stay
No one to know what yet remains

Your heart will linger in a book
To know you take only a look
To find the horrors of your tale
To know why you're so very pale

The blood stains are all justified
In there no one will see a lie
Because its truth is yours alone
It was there when no one was home

If they thought you were anything but this
Your heart was lying in your lips
You told them you were fine but look at you now
Your lying there and you don't know how

You're the palest you've ever been
And when you look and look again
You realize the blood around you is yours
You wish you could rip off all the doors

Yelling, "THIS IS ME! THIS IS WHO I AM!
You don't like it well I don't give a D.a.m.n
Because this is all that I can be!"
And as you die you say, "This is me!"