(922) Hidden Truth

A brave face can certainly be misunderstood. Too soon lonely in the darkness of the night. Afraid, crying, hurting out of sight. No one knows how hard one must fight. Brave they are to those around them, trying not to break the silence of what is really haunting them. A pillar of strength for all to be in awe, when deep inside there is a flaw. They walk with dignity for all to see, but oh too soon will fall to their knees Sobbing uncontrollably, with such anxiety. Quivering, not wanting to mix with society Out of their shell, they crawl in early morn To show a facade that can be adored The truth must not prevail, what life really does entail. Their fear of truth must never be told. It is a secret, hidden deep within the soul. The bearer will endure much pain and sorrow and ponder of hiding again tomorrow Written October 12,2005