Know Me

I am scared-no, terrified-of

Being known, understood

Scared of letting someone else

Assign me labels, put me

In a box and they think

They have me figured out.

They have no idea,

Can't see me for who I am

Because I keep throwing on masks.

Definition is killing,

With every part of me they see,

I am placed in a cage of my own doing

To be known is a sickness

Slowly killing, but to change,

Defy their expectations of me?

I might as well tie the noose.

So I stay unknown, isolated

Hiding in plain sight, and I

Forget what it means to be loved.