Just me

When it's dark and cold and no ones around, I feel myself smiling instead of a frown. I don't know why but I like the feeling it's new it's scary it's so indearing , if everyone new would they judge me, put a label on something they don't understand, something they don't see. "of course they would" they just see what they want, there blinded by society..  aye it's just what they where taught. oh well let them "fuck it" it's  me that deals with me. not you not him not she. I like this place it's cold and no one can see what's really hiding in here no one but me. it's a high it's a rush it feels like ecstasy. I don't know if want to be found, I don't know if I want anyone to see. I think they might run afraid of me. or they will know im  really not what they want, I'm really not anyone they know I'm really just me