In the times when I hid from myself, I was afraid that others could see the woman inside me , thats what I saw, thats what I feared. Then as time wore me away she was harder to see, so I had to do something, to set her free. Some times now I feel as through I m stuck inside a monster mask, my face isn`t mine , Its that bullsh*t guy I hid behind, now I`m nausous and crying , I hate this , all because i was too scared to scream "I AM A GIRL!!!" until it was too late ,then only whispering it.