there is another person inside of me,
a person who luckily most can't see,
she hides herself behind the walls,
of tough demeanor and big brass balls,
pretending to be what everyone wants,
following their rules doing their stunts,
inside she is crying and begging to be free,
begging I acknowledge her as the real me
inside me is a little girl, alone and very scared,
walking a path for which she was not prepared,
pretending to be something she's not,
afraid if she doesn't she'll loose what she's got,
so she created and wears quite well her mask,
and she'll certainly tell you if you just ask,
inside she is crying and begging to be free,
demanding I acknowledge her as the real me,
inside me is a teenage girl fiery at heart,
telling me to correct the mistakes from the start,
embrace my true nature set my soul-self free,
realize who I am and what makes up ME,
open my heart and open my mind,
free myself from societal confines,
inside she's screaming and demanding to be free
demanding I embrace her as the real me,
inside me is a woman, strong and proud,
insisting I explain why she's never let out,
telling me the foolishness of hiding myself,
explaining the dangers to my mental health,
her wisdom prevails and I give in,
releasing my true self from deep within,
Outside She is weeping tears of joy,
no longer forced to live as a boy,
she firmly insisted I set her free,
and now I embrace her as the real me... |
Submission Name: the real me
