I can't identify the real thing
Cause all my life I'm pretending
Facade of all the lies
I created them for me to hide
I am afraid, that's true
I always wear a mask
A surface that everyone would like
Playing safe, sweet and nice
I don't want to go out of my shell
'Cause of rejection I can't bear
But please, see through me
If I can't you should
Maybe I am strong, that I need noone
I am something of everything
I am everything of nothing
I am nothing who wants to be something
The impression I gave
is just a bit or maybe
nothing of the real me or so I think?
  • somewhere in between
  • JoinedFebruary 17, 2012



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