I am a Facade
One of the questions I hate the most is
"Describe yourself"
"Who are you"
Because I don't know what to tell you
Which mask should I put on for you
The crazy, fun one who laughs too loud
The professional, intelligent one
Or the violent, biting, sarcastic, heartless one with a swagger so fake it's almost real
Maybe I should paint on my saccharine smile if that helps
Am I the person I see myself as
Or the person I wish to be
Or am I nothing but what people think I am
Nothing but the characters I play
I am so many complex things
With so many layers
So many paradoxes
So many masks and facades
That I'm starting to doubt that I'm real
Maybe I am a two dimensional paper doll who desperately romanticizes herself
In hopes of being something more
Because if it's all a facade
If I don't show people "the real me"
Does the real me even exist
Is there even an honest answer to "Who am I?"