Hidden, indian ink on cotton paper, 27.8 x 40.5 cm
Why do I feel so small in this big world?
Maybe the world isn’t big at all,
I keep telling myself.
I try to protect my soul
But in the end
I keep hurting myself
I want to hide from reality
I want to escape
If I could start again
A million miles away
I would learn to live
I would find a way
But for now I want to stay
Hidden