Tuesday, June 21, 2005
Split personality, i muz say.
Enjoy...
It may seem as if I am carefree and strong,
Going through life as if nothing is wrong.
But no one has ever seen the real me,
They only know what I let them believe.
Most often my smiles are real and sincere,
Other times they help to hide my secret fears.
I carefully created a clever mask of illusion,
I wear it now to hide my pain and confusion.
So never is a tear seen falling from my eye,
I have learned to hold it all silently inside.
Quite often I want to just let go and weep,
But the pain is very intense and too deep.
I yearn to belong, to be one of the crowd.
To be able to speak of my dreams out loud.
Wanting so very much to be accepted,
Yet fearing the possibility of being rejected.
I need someone to discern the real me,
And not hold in contempt what they will see.
The weaknesses and flaws I try so hard to hide,
Are all part of the real me I keep hidden inside.
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See I'm going to sit back, relax, and just be me
But it's not as easy as it seems.
We have so many imitators lost up in worldly things
That our motivators are hidden behind the scenes.
They try to make us all the same, but can't see outside the box
Nobody's exactly the same from body shape to the color of
one's skin
So why does it matter if your out or in?
In my eyes, I came from kings and queens
Brought here from the mother land mixed up with chocolate
and some milk
But some say I'm butter pecan.
See I'm one of a kind cause I stand out from the crowd
I'm not as loud and flashy as some, but I carry myself in a way
to be called classy
So ladies and gents, boys and girls today who do want to be
Cause I'm going to sit back, relax, and just be me.
Good night dear readers.
Sleep well...
