Who's The Real Me?


You'd never see me
The true me, the real one inside
Because my heart's been broken and I've learnt how to hide
I took my feelings and locked them in a cage
And there they've stayed while I have aged

The true me is kind
Good hearted and nice
And lending someone a hand I'd do without thinking twice

But when people open up
The bullies attack
They forget you're human
And step on you like a mat.

The taunt you and tease you
Not throwing glitter but shade and hate
Your uniqueness and opinions
They never appreciate.

Worst of all the internal fear
Of rejection and scrutiny
The what ifs and maybes
Can add to anxiety.

I'm done staying masked and hiding behind the curtain because revealing the truth's outcome is uncertain
Done playing a role that is not my own
I'm holding my head up and walking into the unknown.


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