Behind these pages you'll see,
The person you don't know as me.
I'm not what you think; You don't know who I am,
I'm nothing but a fake, a phony, a sham.
Please don't judge by what you see,
This is just a mistaken identity.
Friends chose who I am,
I had no say on what was planned.
I'm not what you think, this is not me,
Let me make it clear on what you see.
My eyes don't reflect on whats inside,
everyday I crawl inside myself and cry.
My clothes are just way too tight,
For the person's liking thats inside.
My hair's not the way it should be,
I want it down and to let it be free.
What I say is not what I mean,
My words are not from the real me.
The feelings that I show outside,
Are the exact opposite from the reason I cry.
Now you see why I hide,
Inside myself all the time.
I cry the tears from my heart,
The tears I've cried have been real from the start.
My tears reflect on who I am,
I'm nothing but a fake, a phony, a sham.
