The Secret Me

Location

Hiding there around the corner 

Is the inner me

I'm hard to catch a glimpse of 

Till you really look and see 

 

I can be whatever you want 

As long as you are pleased

A natural at chameleon art 

I live just to appease

 

Though vulnerable is how I seem 

This, even, is a façade 

I am a master at my game 

My mask I do applaud 

 

Yet when I am alone at night 

My mask is put aside 

And I am forced to face myself 

With no one by my side 

 

The depths of me I clearly see 

Are hateful, selfish, proud 

Yet on the outside, you I show 

An innocence I vowed 

 

Why do I put on this charade 

To show you what I'm not? 

I guess I feel that serving God 

I'm slave to every "ought" 

 

I "ought" to be this and "ought" to be that 

This is what they expect 

Yet this I know, though God saved me 

I am not perfect yet 

 

I'm going to heaven, of this I'm sure 

But until then I'm here 

And living in a messed up world 

I can't just disappear 

 

So what is, then, my purpose? 

To act like all is well? 

So many tell me "Just be good!" 

So this I try to sell 

 

Throughout my day just doing life

Most everybody buys 

But when I am alone at night 

I must face all my lies 

 

Now, finally the haunting

Is too much for me to bear 

I've given up pretending 

With excuses everywhere 

 

Everyone, it's true 

I'm not perfect, no one is

Though I believe in doing good 

Perfection's only His 

 

He alone was perfect 

So I don't have to be! 

All He asks is that I trust Him 

And live life honestly 

 

So honestly, here I am 

I hope that you will see 

The secret me is saved by Him 

Who showed Himself to me! 

Comments

Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.
 

 

If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741