I have to admit
That sometimes I’m "not all there"
I’m a great actor
Playing the part
And choosing what to share
I wake up and decide what character to present
Someone who’s busy and spent?
A strong confident lady who’s too busy for dating?
A lonely girl waiting
For a guy to sweep her off her feet
Someone who’s ready to meet
With a future boss
And get a job
A so-called "snob"
Selfish and only caring about herself
A person so selfless and giving
She doesn’t care about wealth
A rebel so daring nothing affects her
A girl who cries alone every night
And doesn’t expect anyone to help cure
So many characters I get to choose from
I end up all of them
But the only one to act
Is one that’s okay
Great, in fact, and won’t show what’s going on inside
The only real place to hide
You said I need to share how I’m feeling…I tried
But the real me is someone who takes pride in keeping things hidden
A secret treasure only to be revealed
On the day I give in