my life as well as theirs (poems)

hidding or showing the real me

I have been

putting a mask

on since I was

extremly little

I am tired

of hiding the

real me.

it hurts to know

that I am only

liked by people

through what they

see and not what

they know

so I cry

myslef

to sleep

most nights

I want so

truly to show

some one the

real me

and not dream

about it

I wish for so

many things

my freedom

my santruaty

a precious kingdom

my secret to finally be know

for me to no longer be a phontom

and that I dont have to be

dreaming for these thing

so I contune hiding

the real me

but as my favorie

artist

says

"be real, becuase a mask only

fools people on the outside

PRETENDING

to be someone your not

takes a toll on the

REAL YOU

and the REAL YOU

is more important

than ANYTHING"

so should I continue

hiding or show the real

me and be hurt more

than I want