The real me

by falling star   Aug 10, 2005


No one knows the real me
they only see what i pretend to be
why can't they see my inner beauty
will I forever be only what your eyes can see

I want someone to understand
I want you to see where I stand
I may not be who you want me too be
but i'm expecting you to except me

I'm not a doll
you can't make me what you want
I'm not a calculater
you can't calculate my moves

I may not be what you want
but I'm me
and that's all I can ever be
I hope you can except
and never regret
that I'm me

I wish upon a star at night
I wish that things will be alright

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  • 19 years ago

    by Julie

    Goooooooooooo!!!! Andi!!!!

  • 19 years ago

    by tea lady

    i reeally liked it,be youself and dont take no shit from anybody else,keep on writin :)