H i d d e n

It was a shell, an invisible wall, a roadblock, a boundary.
Used to cover what goes on inside of me.
It was my protection, a deflection, a shield.
It was my security blanket, a force field.
It was an invisibility cloak, a safty guard, my periphery.
Truth concealed because people won't like what they see.
It was camouflage, my smoke screen, a masquerade.
It was a veil, a visor, a stone blockade.
It was a barrier, an imaginary bubble.
Used to keep me from harm's way and trouble.
It was a deception, a mask, a disquise.
Used to enshroud the all-telling windows, my eyes.
It was my outerlayer, a case, this skin.
Used to block off what I hold within.
But, the walls crumbled and I had become vulnerable.
H i d d e n no more, I was free and it was unbelievable.
It seemed that I never had to hide,
The truth I always kept inside.

I know it sounds kind of like a thesaurus, but for some reason, I like it that way. So, please just write a simple critque. If you liked it or disliked it. It would be sooo appreciated.