The True Me

The True Me
I am tired of pretending to be
Someone else besides me
when people look in my eyes, they see misery
because I know im not showing the true me

I have been always told to be myself
but when i\'m that they wish i\'m someone else
they are the confused ones not me
I can only be what god wants me to be

So as I sit and write this poem today
I want everybody to see things my way
and when you open up yours eyes and truly see
that is when i can except the true me