When you meet me you will think,
awe that’s a cute girl who’s really very sweet.
Because that is the person I want you to see.
How good I have become at hiding the mess I used to be.
It is not your right or privilege to know.
The pain I hide in my mind and I choose not show.
Those are my burdens that I carry heavy and deep.
It is my choice to not share them every time I speak.
They stay closed tightly, guarded by my hearts lock and key.
These pained memories are for me and only mine to keep.
That’s why I’ll smile nicely and quietly disguise,
the things you’ll never recognize hidden behind my eyes.
When we meet.
– Gypsy Nikki