The Real Me..

The me that you see is not the real me.
Cheerleader girl dressed to a "T."

Hangs with the "cool crowd,"
Dresses to impress.

I'm over this role play,
It's to much stress.

The big boobs are attractive,
But what about me face?

I just want to be me,
But not the me that you see.

The one thats inside,
Deep within me.

The one that cries,
But never is seen.

I have a heart,
Just like you.

And the people you make fun of,
THEY DO TOO!

The friends and the clothes,
Don't make you your best.

Be the real you,
To hell with the rest.