More than a Mask
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The real me is a bit hard to explain,
I'm sad when I'm alone
Yet happy when with others.
When I'm in pain
I hide it all. I am hard, like a stone,
But too soft for my brothers...
The Real Me
People always tell me to be me
To be the one of a kind me
To be the real me
To not be afraid to be me
You said we are friends. were friends till the end but what you do not see is the real me. All I want do is to make you see the guy inside me. Inside all the fear inside the fat and tears I want you to see the real me.
When I think of “my identity”, I think, “The naturally straight-A son, the church goer who worships God, the boy who likes girls. This is me.
