That tiny space
In which I'm living
Used to make me feel safe
In it I cannot keep existing

These walls seem to come closer
The secret is harder to hide
Every lie I have to think over
Will someone notice?
Am I too obvious?

Hateful comments from others, closer than ever
Maybe it's good they don't know
Continuing to hide would be better
Even though it's hard to put on a show

Living in a state of sadness
Hiding my true identity is becoming unbearable
I cannot succumb the madness
Though I'm more and more miserable

Being terrified of rejection adds to it all
Not knowing if telling could go well
Is it worth taking the fall?

That tiny space
In which I'm living
Used to make me feel safe
In it I cannot keep exiting