Hidden Poems

I have a journal of hidden poems Hidden poem with will never see the light of day If they do… … I will go away For a long time No seriously, you will probably never see me again, I will be moving the Canada or Europe I haven’t decided yet Anyway back to the poem I have a journal of hidden poems Full of my locked away thoughts Full of lines I dare not cross Hidden in plain sight With written down problems I cannot right When I am grown Will I recognize a life that was my own Will I right the problems of my secret poems Or hide them longer And deny that I was the author