Hidden Me Poem by Mackenzie Scholte

Sometimes I feel like there is two of me
Completely separate,
But both wanting to be free
Part of me is up,
While the other down
The outside puts on a smile
But inside I frown
Part of me thinks that I know completely
I want this from the core
And the rest of me says no,
Your heart is still to sore
I just don’t understand
I thought I wanted these tears
To wash you away, with the sand
But as they slide down my cheek,
And I watch them land
I find myself wishing
That they fell in your hand
Why can’t my mind,
Be all on one side?
Cause there’s this part of me,
That’s so sick of always having to hide