My Devil Inside

How can I heal inside?
Hanging onto my foolish pride?
How I do waste away
Not sharing what I can say
In silence I do hide
I find it hard to confide
Trust is a serious thing
But I give away nothing
How I ignore my pain
That drives me quite insane
Why can’t I share my art?
Because I simply fear my heart
Slowly I embrace my past
Building a future that will last
It’s easier to run away
Then to face life every day
Depression is my devil inside
That burns like a silent tide
I have given much away
Trying to keep the devil at bay
Wanting to change my past
But the die had been cast
Suddenly I embrace my art
I should have from the start
Perception is a funny thing
My art does now take wing
The devil is trapped inside
Where he can no longer hide