As I look in the mirror,
I wonder what I see.
I ask myself why,
Why do I show people a different half?
Why do I cause more pain by not letting anyone see?
See the real me?
I live my life in fear of many things.
But there are times in my life that I want to relive,
Remembering how great I felt.
But then I think of today,
And just feel like crying.
I try to be different in other people's eyes,
Because I don't want them to know the pain that I know.
Is this so wrong?
Not to show the real me?
I think not.
Because the best side of me,
Is what you see.
And what you don't see,
Cannot be.
