Hiding

Hiding.
It's all I ever do.
Hide from my world,
Hide from my emotions,
Hide from my life.
I'm no longer hiding.

Hiding from life,
Is no longer an option.
Books bore me,
So I can no longer hide behind em.
Wish I could,
But can't any longer.

What do I do?
Feel emotions
Crawling back.

No longer content to read,
I wonder what to do.
Restlessness is occuring more and more often.
Can't get away from it.
Want to
Try to
But cant.