From Robert Frost's collection of poetry, "The Road Not Taken":
We make ourselves a place apart
Behind light words that tease and flout,
but o, the agitated heart
Til someone find us really 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.