Poet’s Note: Well, the poem explains everything 🙂 Keep this in mind the next time you form any opinions of me…

Sometimes, I wonder what people think of me.
Because the truth is- it’s quite easy to lie.
To say that I’m nice and sweet and so very kind,
But are those the same words that appear in your mind?

Do I come off as arrogant or egoistic?
First impressions make me someone I’m not.
I try so hard to impress that sometimes it gets out of hand,
And that makes people think I’m much worse than I really am.

I pretend I’m cool, because that’s how you survive.
The ones who are weak are shunned and destroyed.
But can’t you see? I don’t want to lie!
I wish I could drop the mask and cry.

It’s only fear that stops me from being who I am.
Fear that when the lights go off, I will end up alone.
Fear of being ignored, mocked and laughed at.
My words are memories, because I’ve been through all that.

So please, dear stranger, friend or whoever you are to me.
Know that when I talk, it’s the conceited side of me speaking.
But if you see through the layers, through my charade and my pride,
You will see who I truly am on the inside.