A Cover Up, A Fake

I wake up every morning
its always the same drill
time to get ready
ready to be fake

out in the real world
what you see is false
but if you look at me closely
you'll see I'm nothing like i look

i look like a normal teen guy
but inside in nothing like it
i am sensitive and loving
but my friends cannot see

i have an image to be tough
an image i need to keep
no one can know my secret
my secret about my poetry

why must they laugh and stare
when i tell my true passion
my passion to write
write about my true feelings

its about time i stop and think
think about what is real
my friends...or my writing passion
but only i can decide

i thought and thought
and my mind is made
if you don't like my writing
the please back away, far away from me