• Hidden in the shadows. Are cries are unheard. We may fear, things, but one thing keeps us here. I may say I am fine to make my friends happy, but a feeling of horror fills me. I am usually all smiles, but I don’t sleep at all and I lay in terror. Will I die the next day? I do sleep, but only to dream of my own death. I old friends think I have gone insane, but my feelings are real. There is a thing that I feel that makes me stop from fulfilling my horrors. Love, it is only one word. It is the true meaning of life it fills my soul. Let me be free. I shout to those who hold me down I am hidden. My feelings are hidden. So let me be free.