Great people have told me they can see straight through me...
But can you really see the true me?
You may see my mask,
but can you see the face beyond the makeup?
Not even my best friend knows me.
I hide who I am,
knowing if show myself I would be mocked.
My ideas are foreign,
my heart new,
they call me neive but I'm a grown girl.
Can't you tell that this shadow of a soul,
isn't the real me?
You tell me not to worry,
I'll know who I am in time.
Times gone by,
but all I know is a lie.
I can't keep this shadow up,
I must take the mask off.
But can I show the real me,
when even I don't know who the real me is?
 tinkr-tailr-sldr-spy · Sun Jan 20, 2008 @ 06:50am · 1 Comments |
