A book of truth to expose the lies

The concept of being "fake"

Its kinda funny, the part of me people don't understand,
It's fakeness,that I am not a fan.

Yet, I myself, have different faces,
A different poker face, and different aces.

I hear your thoughts that I am being a hypocrite,
To be in the state of eminence.

But unlike other people I am not just one part,
There are multiple pieces making up my one heart.

When I am silent I am strong,  its an armour upon myself,
When I am talking and loud I am a tortoise without a shell.

So its funny that people think I act like somebody else, because I know myself.

I am snarky and sarcastic , bitchy and rude,
I am also, the softest person you will ever consume.

Which side you get of me, all depends on you.
Let tell you, this much is true
All those faces that I wear, are not part of some charade,
They are complex pieces, which piece together my cascade.