No One Knows The Real Me

I feel this way from time to time…
No one knows the real me
They treat me as though I’m a slut
When I know you I’m in love

No one knows the real me
They think I’m emo and discrete
& I know you see the anger rested upon me

No one knows the real me
That’s why I feel incomplete
No one loves me for me

No one knows the real me
They think I’m a little annoying
But I know the truth of thee

You don’t see,
I’m a somebody
And that will always be...
The real me

By kira bowshot
Published: 5/9/2008

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