Hidden Poem by Alexa Martin

I wonder what would happen if I just hide for one week.
Would people miss me?
Or would people not even acknowlize that i'm gone?
Would people wonder?
Or will they not even care?
Would they come looking for me?
They'll never find me when I do.
They'll find my body,
But not my mind.
I'll be in a distance land,
A land I can call mine.
Where I can be myself.
I'll finally be hidden from everyone and myself.