The real me

by vagymnast   Jun 6, 2005


The real me comes out
when no one is around
in the deadest silence
it doesn't make a sound
no words are needed
because i know its me
the person no one knows
and i wont let them see
others just cant understand
all I'm going through
all the thoughts in my mind
i wish that someone knew
I'm the only one who understands
but still i cant speak
of the one who holds the key,
that is, the real me.

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