old old

'
We make ourselves a place apart

Behind light words that tease and flout,

But oh, the agitated heart

Till someone really find us out.



'Tis pity if the case require

(Or so we say) that in the end

We speak the literal to inspire

The understanding of a friend.



But so with all, from babes that play

At hide-and-seek to God afar,

So all who hide too well away

Must speak and tell us where they are.

'
Robert Frost