Die...

You think you know me but you don't,
You think I'll be smiling but i won't,
each night as i sleep i secretly pray,
that someone will know the real me someday,
not the me they see at school,
wearing a mask like a pitiful fool,
the me who lies deep inside,
that has nowhere to confide,
i stand in this world all alone,
wishing the real me could someday be known,
the me who has the dark secret,dreams, and desires,
but watches them burn in the internal fires,
my life is not as pleasant as it seems,
there is a side of me that quietly screams,
waiting to be heard,
straining to hear an encouraging word,
if i had more confidence in me,
then maybe I'd be the real me you'd see,
the side that hides its identity,
and is forever invisible to you and to me.