Maybe I Am a Coward

honestly, it feels different penning this down cause i often only think about this in my head before going to sleep. there are pieces of me that are lost and i don't think i can ever find them. it's too heavy to keep things inside myself so i think about writing them down in my dairy, but the thought of me being vulnerable and transparent to people around me, eats me. maybe i am not the person who i became. maybe i am not the person who i am, i try to keep things simple but at the end, it gets complicated. i want to escape these thoughts and hide beneath things like a coward. at the end, we are just people trying to hide things beneath us, but the difference between us is that you'll try hiding things and i hide myself.