Why I Hide Poem by Forever Underestimated

You don't know anything
So don't say that you do.
You haven't seen anything.
I never said I knew anything about you!
You're blind to these tears;
Tears, yes, that you caused,
And blind to the fears,
Which, by the way, are less than you thought.
You don't know my past.
'It's done with, ' you say, 'Move on.'
You don't know my present.
Most of what you say about it is wrong.
And, I'm sorry, but you don't know my future.
That's for ME to decide.
But you really shouldn't know.
There's a reason why I hide...