hidden is everything about me. everything about most people is hidden. we hide. that’s what we do. this isn’t revolutionary or anything. we all know this. it’s been in tv and films and literature for as long as they’ve been around. it’s just so true i think it bears repeating.
ms
lost inside a maze of time
longing for the release of my desires
wondering what i am here for
yearning for the light
i can cry
i can forgive
but i can never truly live in that moment again
doing what comes naturally
not wanting to fail
hidden within myself
i cant breath
help, stop me from dieing
i love
Pilar
he sprung from the darkness, yet he was still shrouded in mystery. i felt as if i had known him all my life, yet i had no idea who or what he was. i ran. i wish i hadn’t- but i did. i wish i had stayed to discover why this familiar stranger would continue to haunt my mind for the rest of my days.
Joel Davie
i feel trapped with my one word.like there is not enough.theres no room for anything else..just one word.and that to me is just not enough.it makes me nuts to think about it and it makes me nuts to write so quickly about that one word.that
Pixie
Life has hidden treasures which one need to learn to uncover for the ultimate joy of life. Hidden fears are worse then murdering someone, they can ruin your life longer then jail term. Hidden work is uncovered by the people who have an eye for hidden pearls
anoop jain
secret place for secret things , away from prying eyes, dark,found, hiding place,lost,
jimbo
There’s a lot of the things I yearn for that i choose to keep hidden from others, namely my loneliness. I’ve always maintained that I can do fine on my own without the need for someone else yet I secretly long for the day I can come home after a long day and fall into the arms of the one I care and know that everything is okay because I have them.
J
I have hidden feelings. They boil inside me, churning, bubbling, seething up up up and soon they will explode! I will die here and no one will know. No one will ever know. Only a few see a hint, but they are not sure. They don’t, because I am an expert actor. So expert that my feelings remain hidden.
Sarah
i crawled into my closet, and held the knob tight. the strange man was out there, trying to get me. i fell asleep, and when i woke up there was a moth ball in my ear.
i heard the voice of my mother stream though the keyhole. “i just don’t know anymore…it’s like she’s hallucinating.”
i shut my eyes tight, and held my knees too my chest, too scared to admit she was right.
Elin Gomez
What I had thought so well hidden was plain for all to see. I thought my self subtle, clever, and quick. Laughable now my confidence. She knew, he knew.. they all knew. Never more will I think myself hidden.
M
I always had nightmares about the googly-eyed monsters and cesspools hidden underneath my bed. How they’d rip and tear at me and steal my lunch money and call me names and do all sorts of mean things. I never considered the possibility, however, that these things were nothing compared to what I’d find outside my world, and that I should not be afraid of what is hidden in my room, but those terrifying things outside.
alli
cannnot see and completely blind to it. These things cannot be found they just are. I don’t know what to write grrr but yeah hidden means that it cannot be found. Or perhaps it cannot be found by the senses. It’s hard to say. I just know that I will never find it. Hidden things can be found but usually are not found easily. They are hidden for a reason. I guess you don’t always know the reason but you know it exists.
Lane
Many things we feel, many experiences, many thoughts are hidden in our minds…from others, from ourselves. In the hidden crevices is where we don’t want to look. There is too much to deal with in there. Too much to handle so we keep them hidden for long periods of time. There is so much we don’t deal with but we know it could make life better if we do.
mona
The entrance to a covered garage, kept secret by the vines of ivy scattered throughout the yard. The beautiful neutral colors of the bricks and cottage stones follow patters of common geometry and the time stands still as I wait to enter.
Tara
Potential is hidden. No one really knows what one is capable of until they try, really try. Not just dabble, but full elbow deep attempts. We can do amazing things if we actually have the will to achieve, Wishy washy whims aren’t enough. Do not try, do. :) Go Yoda.
Faleoh
A lot of things are hidden. I guess hidden can be compared to lying, or withholding the truth. To keep something from someone else is lying by omission, correct? So my question is, is it better to keep things hidden, or air out your dirty laundry in front of everyone?
chloe.
Many years of painful memories and one more door shut is to close the life that has passed and for many years remained hidden. Yet there remains someone yearning to get out!!!
Indosage
Like a smile on a newborns face the first moment he sees his mother, I am hidden. wonderful, silent, present.
Sarah
Sometimes i feel like i am hding from something or someone. often times, i feel like i am hiding my feelings in order to make someone else happy. but it is ironic that my happiness comes from expressing those feelings. is hiding the only comfort we have? why is that so when true life is based on being free with free expression?
Julio
those things that keep us apart from who we really are this is the one souce the true self
Veronica
I watched the movie Cache last night.
I am still unsure as to whether the title is Cache in French and Hidden in English, or if the title is Cache(Hidden).
This is a relatively minor problem in my life.
Warren Taylor
i thpought i had hidden my valuables well, but it turns out that they were found anyway. Maybe i should haven hidden them in the bathroom. I noticed that that was the only place they didn’t look yesterday. My house was completely trashed, end alle they took was my jewelry and a camera and a gps-system.
Heaven
houdini hid in a box
me
hidden away in the depths of our mind is a place we can go to escape the everyday. one trip there instantly relaxes, giving us a chance to renew our energy and wake up to a new part of the day. while we are there, we can be anyone we want, do anything we want, and just BE.
Larissa
sun
ayoosh
how to get away from the school teacher. When does it matter? If you can’t see me then you can’t do things. Why would you want to see me if I can run backwards in the rain. Where does that cookie come from? Why did you say that. Any news from Doublin? Why did I say that?
beaminup
All is hidden until you have found it. The best things in life happen unexpectedly and once you look back on it, you realize that it was alwasy close to you. It was hidden in plain sight.
Cynthia Nina-Soto
She knew him for years but didn’t say a word about her feelings. It was on the tip of her tongue. Every time they met she wanted to say something. She couldn’t. He’s getting married next month. Not to her.
marian
I recently saw a video game called “George of the Jungle and the Search for the Secret.”
What a dumb concept. NO effort at all. They didn’t even try to hint at what was hidden. It took no forethought and no actual talent to make.
Nat Yonce
What the heck is wrong with this world that every one feels like they have to keep things hidden. But when I try to be open, I’m just smothered and told that I’m untrustworthy. Oh, so if I keep it hidden, like him, then i can be trusted, but if I’m open, like me then I can’t?
I’m tired of all this hiding things.
charity
away from sight in a place not looked for secrets desires beaches thoughts mermaids live in the deep and are not found only shown when necessary a way of protection
molly
My roommate likes to hide. I like to go to hidden little restaurants, out-of-the-way places that have fun lights in the trees. I keep my feelings hidden a lot of the time
T
Deep within the bowels of the earth lies… the earth’s colon. Yessiree, old mother earth has to take a massive dump. And it’s gonna be a nasty one. No, I’m not talking about pollution or global warming or any of that shit. Mother Earth is going to squeeze out a giant hunk of feces and that’s just it.
Tom
As a man, I struggle with the almost prehistoric tendency to keep so much of our true self hidden beneath cliched masculine behaviors and social norms.
greg
what are you hiding? they asked, & i found i could not answer.
SHAME.
sometimes i wonder what other people are hiding. I mean, we all have our secrets dont we. i know i have mine. Sometimes though when they get out it is bad bad which is why its best not to tell anyone in the first place/
bex (:
I am hiding, from you during 30 of these 60 seconds.
twinklevomit
the box was hidden from the rest of the room. it was behind the bookcase next to a few old paintings. but the box was worth a lot more the those paintings, i was worth more then the house.
Rose H.
in a closet deep within the confines of the mind, underneath a pile of useless memories and garbage, there lies a secret, hidden away from the rest of the world, from yourself. Do you want to find it? Or do you want to leave it as it is.
Vincent
So many things are hidden. Thinking of them’s quite scary actually, there are probably more things hidden for me than there are revealed.
Tim Fierant
hidden, my feelings are hidden. I keep everything hidden from my friends because I don’t feel like I can show anything. The true me is hidden.
This site is strange. Maybe that’s why it’s hidden.
hidden is everything about me. everything about most people is hidden. we hide. that’s what we do. this isn’t revolutionary or anything. we all know this. it’s been in tv and films and literature for as long as they’ve been around. it’s just so true i think it bears repeating.
lost inside a maze of time
longing for the release of my desires
wondering what i am here for
yearning for the light
i can cry
i can forgive
but i can never truly live in that moment again
doing what comes naturally
not wanting to fail
hidden within myself
i cant breath
help, stop me from dieing
i love
he sprung from the darkness, yet he was still shrouded in mystery. i felt as if i had known him all my life, yet i had no idea who or what he was. i ran. i wish i hadn’t- but i did. i wish i had stayed to discover why this familiar stranger would continue to haunt my mind for the rest of my days.
i feel trapped with my one word.like there is not enough.theres no room for anything else..just one word.and that to me is just not enough.it makes me nuts to think about it and it makes me nuts to write so quickly about that one word.that
Life has hidden treasures which one need to learn to uncover for the ultimate joy of life. Hidden fears are worse then murdering someone, they can ruin your life longer then jail term. Hidden work is uncovered by the people who have an eye for hidden pearls
secret place for secret things , away from prying eyes, dark,found, hiding place,lost,
There’s a lot of the things I yearn for that i choose to keep hidden from others, namely my loneliness. I’ve always maintained that I can do fine on my own without the need for someone else yet I secretly long for the day I can come home after a long day and fall into the arms of the one I care and know that everything is okay because I have them.
I have hidden feelings. They boil inside me, churning, bubbling, seething up up up and soon they will explode! I will die here and no one will know. No one will ever know. Only a few see a hint, but they are not sure. They don’t, because I am an expert actor. So expert that my feelings remain hidden.
i crawled into my closet, and held the knob tight. the strange man was out there, trying to get me. i fell asleep, and when i woke up there was a moth ball in my ear.
i heard the voice of my mother stream though the keyhole. “i just don’t know anymore…it’s like she’s hallucinating.”
i shut my eyes tight, and held my knees too my chest, too scared to admit she was right.
What I had thought so well hidden was plain for all to see. I thought my self subtle, clever, and quick. Laughable now my confidence. She knew, he knew.. they all knew. Never more will I think myself hidden.
I always had nightmares about the googly-eyed monsters and cesspools hidden underneath my bed. How they’d rip and tear at me and steal my lunch money and call me names and do all sorts of mean things. I never considered the possibility, however, that these things were nothing compared to what I’d find outside my world, and that I should not be afraid of what is hidden in my room, but those terrifying things outside.
cannnot see and completely blind to it. These things cannot be found they just are. I don’t know what to write grrr but yeah hidden means that it cannot be found. Or perhaps it cannot be found by the senses. It’s hard to say. I just know that I will never find it. Hidden things can be found but usually are not found easily. They are hidden for a reason. I guess you don’t always know the reason but you know it exists.
Many things we feel, many experiences, many thoughts are hidden in our minds…from others, from ourselves. In the hidden crevices is where we don’t want to look. There is too much to deal with in there. Too much to handle so we keep them hidden for long periods of time. There is so much we don’t deal with but we know it could make life better if we do.
The entrance to a covered garage, kept secret by the vines of ivy scattered throughout the yard. The beautiful neutral colors of the bricks and cottage stones follow patters of common geometry and the time stands still as I wait to enter.
Potential is hidden. No one really knows what one is capable of until they try, really try. Not just dabble, but full elbow deep attempts. We can do amazing things if we actually have the will to achieve, Wishy washy whims aren’t enough. Do not try, do. :) Go Yoda.
A lot of things are hidden. I guess hidden can be compared to lying, or withholding the truth. To keep something from someone else is lying by omission, correct? So my question is, is it better to keep things hidden, or air out your dirty laundry in front of everyone?
Many years of painful memories and one more door shut is to close the life that has passed and for many years remained hidden. Yet there remains someone yearning to get out!!!
Like a smile on a newborns face the first moment he sees his mother, I am hidden. wonderful, silent, present.
Sometimes i feel like i am hding from something or someone. often times, i feel like i am hiding my feelings in order to make someone else happy. but it is ironic that my happiness comes from expressing those feelings. is hiding the only comfort we have? why is that so when true life is based on being free with free expression?
those things that keep us apart from who we really are this is the one souce the true self
I watched the movie Cache last night.
I am still unsure as to whether the title is Cache in French and Hidden in English, or if the title is Cache(Hidden).
This is a relatively minor problem in my life.
i thpought i had hidden my valuables well, but it turns out that they were found anyway. Maybe i should haven hidden them in the bathroom. I noticed that that was the only place they didn’t look yesterday. My house was completely trashed, end alle they took was my jewelry and a camera and a gps-system.
houdini hid in a box
hidden away in the depths of our mind is a place we can go to escape the everyday. one trip there instantly relaxes, giving us a chance to renew our energy and wake up to a new part of the day. while we are there, we can be anyone we want, do anything we want, and just BE.
sun
how to get away from the school teacher. When does it matter? If you can’t see me then you can’t do things. Why would you want to see me if I can run backwards in the rain. Where does that cookie come from? Why did you say that. Any news from Doublin? Why did I say that?
All is hidden until you have found it. The best things in life happen unexpectedly and once you look back on it, you realize that it was alwasy close to you. It was hidden in plain sight.
She knew him for years but didn’t say a word about her feelings. It was on the tip of her tongue. Every time they met she wanted to say something. She couldn’t. He’s getting married next month. Not to her.
I recently saw a video game called “George of the Jungle and the Search for the Secret.”
What a dumb concept. NO effort at all. They didn’t even try to hint at what was hidden. It took no forethought and no actual talent to make.
What the heck is wrong with this world that every one feels like they have to keep things hidden. But when I try to be open, I’m just smothered and told that I’m untrustworthy. Oh, so if I keep it hidden, like him, then i can be trusted, but if I’m open, like me then I can’t?
I’m tired of all this hiding things.
away from sight in a place not looked for secrets desires beaches thoughts mermaids live in the deep and are not found only shown when necessary a way of protection
My roommate likes to hide. I like to go to hidden little restaurants, out-of-the-way places that have fun lights in the trees. I keep my feelings hidden a lot of the time
Deep within the bowels of the earth lies… the earth’s colon. Yessiree, old mother earth has to take a massive dump. And it’s gonna be a nasty one. No, I’m not talking about pollution or global warming or any of that shit. Mother Earth is going to squeeze out a giant hunk of feces and that’s just it.
As a man, I struggle with the almost prehistoric tendency to keep so much of our true self hidden beneath cliched masculine behaviors and social norms.
what are you hiding? they asked, & i found i could not answer.
SHAME.
sometimes i wonder what other people are hiding. I mean, we all have our secrets dont we. i know i have mine. Sometimes though when they get out it is bad bad which is why its best not to tell anyone in the first place/
I am hiding, from you during 30 of these 60 seconds.
the box was hidden from the rest of the room. it was behind the bookcase next to a few old paintings. but the box was worth a lot more the those paintings, i was worth more then the house.
in a closet deep within the confines of the mind, underneath a pile of useless memories and garbage, there lies a secret, hidden away from the rest of the world, from yourself. Do you want to find it? Or do you want to leave it as it is.
So many things are hidden. Thinking of them’s quite scary actually, there are probably more things hidden for me than there are revealed.
hidden, my feelings are hidden. I keep everything hidden from my friends because I don’t feel like I can show anything. The true me is hidden.
This site is strange. Maybe that’s why it’s hidden.