When times get hard,
and my strength diminishes.
I lock myself,
in my secret hiding place.
No one can find it,
No one knows it’s there.
I hide here,
to get away from the world.
I know in my heart,
that hiding away,
is just going to make things worse.
But all I can do is cry,
locked up, alone,
in my secret hiding place.
~*~ Jill ~*~