Did ya know,
Some people consider me to be perfect.
That image,
Is just what I called it...an image.
No more than that.
It's a pretty little face,
A mask that goes on every day.
I lie to myself and the people around me
And the saddest part is...
No one knows,
No one cares.
They see what they wanna see
Just the outter appearance,
And no more.
If they would just look a little closer
Get to know me a little better,
Then they might actually see
THE REAL ME.
