hide and seek

we play a constant game of hide and seek
tucked under the carpet we leave the filth...
of our lives and who we avoid being:
the broken ones
who speak to amuse and to meet the status quo
one comment for the day to prove we're "normal"
but inside we want to scream
about the nothingness that consumes us for fear of being..
too much or too little
the hole that plagues and grows deeper
at each doubtful, looming thought
we are the ones who play the game
even when it threatens our very lives
we live to please;
live to hide and seek
we hide who we are
and seek who we want to be
knowing neither will ever be enough
this cycle is minimized to a worthy size
a speck of what it would be if we were to admit it
that we are broken and we are searching
playing the game of those we see