Words

In the bantering games I have often prided myself with the usage of words. You can get a spicy meaning of an innocuous looking word spoken by your friends. Of course this is an art which is extensively used in any college hostel. But whats bothering me is that it is taking a life of its own. I have no longer control over it.
Of course I have never been forthright to many of my friends and my family members on many(few?) aspects of my life. I have led an independent life and have planned to be like that. That explains my taciturn ways. I have been headstrong, that is till now which explains I do not share my thoughts on my personal life. This is whyI would often try to hide behind those words. They have most of the time shielded me from difficult times. But was it enough?
I have read many pertinent desciption of words. And the conclusion is that Words are like the winds that blow ripples on the water's surface. But the river itself flows beneath, unseen and unheard. During different points of time I have often been envied by people for my seemingly happy face. But I believe my predicament these days is quite similar to the above description of river.