Me

Nobody knows the real me.
I keep her locked safely inside.
Only the closest get to see her.
Other than that she remains hidden.
Hidden from the world.
I see myself as lower than low.
Worthless to all.
That is how I protect myself.
Yet, all I do is hurt myself.
One place I cannot hide myself from,
My writing.
There the real me breaks through.
My true emotions spill out.
Me is breaking free.
Little by little,
One word at a time.
I  am being effected, by this girl,
She is escaping my words.
Breaking free.
Soon she will be seen by all.
Me, myself and I will be one again.
There to shine brightly for all the world to see.