"Hide and seek"

I wanna write something. Why? Because I know there's something inside me, that wants to come outside, to the surface, and breath... I don't know what, or ever where it exactly is. All I know is that it's here inside me... afraid.
If I only knew  what... I can feel it hiding somewhere deep. And When I try to come up with it, when I think I found it, it hides deeper and I lose it again...
Maybe I can't do anything but wait and see when (and if) it'll come outside.
Maybe this is only my imagination playing tricks on me.
Maybe it's myself hiding from the one I became...