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This is the first poem I ever wrote. I won first place in a competition and got this published in a magazine. I wrote it when I was in 7th grade.

Why do I hide?

Why do I hide myself?
Never willing to let my feelings show,
never able to tell the people,
how I feel and all my woes.
Never letting people see the real me.

Why do I hide myself?
Never letting my real personality show.
Always acting like they want me to be.
They think I'm a joke,
a goofball, a clown, just another clone.

Never seeing me for what I am.
Always seeing me happy,
never sad...never to moan.
Never seeing who I really am.
Why do you hide?