Who am I?

When i sit and look at myself
I don't know who i am
I feel like the life i live
Is nothing but a sham!

Depending on who I'm with
& when I'm in different places
I seem to pick a different persona
& hide behind 1 of many faces.

But the thing i can't seem to work out
& the thing i think is a sham,
I don't know which 1 is me,
Which one is the one i am?

Because i hide behind my make-up
& The clothes & things i wear,
desperately seeking & trying to find
The real me thats hiding under there.

So for now I'll carry on searching
For the real me that is lurking
& waiting for me to find
For the me that is the face & voice behind my mind!

& when i finally find it
I'll never let it go
& from that day forward
It will always be the real me thats on show.

I won't ever use another persona
Or fake another smile
Because I'm going to find the real me
Even if it takes a while.

Because then and only then
My life will no longer be a sham,
And I'll be ready to face the world
& show them who i am!