The unheard voices of glee

I'm not who you think I am,
I'm not who you think I may be.
I'm a puzzle you'll never solve,
trust me you won't like the real me.
So go back comrade from where you came,
for behind this masquerade lies a beast you cannot tame.

Here's a (hopefully) short collection of poems I wrote whenever I had a fit mind, a nice fountain pen and a piece of paper however small, around me.