The Closet Writer

I am a closet writer
No one knows my ways,
No one seems to notice
When I'm in my closet for days.

Only one knows my location
One knows I like to write,
I hide in here in the day
And again at night.

I do not share my story's
Nor my songs or my rhymes,
No one knows I write them
They are only mine.

I'm embarrassed to share each story
I'm worried what some might say,
When they eventually find out
What happens here by day.

So I write in my closet
Happily on my own,
One day I'll leave this closet-
My talent will be shown!