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Quandries of the Character

It's akward knowing people in real life. I can't write for fear they will know the real me. Is that bad? That they know only a part? The part that slowly shows? But what about the hidden part? The one no one ever knows? Does it truly matter? Will something be gained? Will something be lost? If I know these people won't they already know me? These thoughts cloud my head, a misty veil upon my mind. I his everything once, afraid to be myself. My fear for being rejected, just for being me. And now I have been given another chance, one with more importance. But what do I share and what do I hide? I feel so much happier now that I can express my ideas and my interests, but must everything come into the light? Isn't light suppose to help? Can it cause pain? It's akward knowing people in real life. Will something be gained? Will something be lost?