I’m hidden,

And waiting for this nightmare to end.

I’m waiting for the rumors to pass,

And I’m hiding from the people who want to hurt me.

I can no one to protect me if I go out in the open,

So I stay hidden from the world.

If I go out,

I will be blown away.

I might be attacked,

And changed into something hideous.

And I’m waiting in vain for theworld to change,

And waiting for the people to stop hating.

But while I’m hiding,

I’m starting to wonder,

Will it ever end?

Am I hoping for the wrong thing?

Maybe I should hope for courage,

And the strength to do things right.

I might blow my cover,

And I might be taken down,

But I will carry on through the storm,

And I will try to repair myself.

I want to hide,

My head tells me to stay put,

But my soul tells me to go out there and fight.

And I wait for the winner to pull out victorious.

I’m hiding away,

And hoping no one can see me.

But my hope is running low,

And I might fade away forever if I wait too long.