I don't like to get close to people,
or show them how I feel.
Cuz I'm afraid that they'll realize,
the person they see isn't real.

So I go around playing your little games,
being who I have to be.
But inside I'm wondering,
if you'll all like me, for me.

I can be "pretty", "dumb",
a "flirt", or even the "brain".
but all I really want is for all
of us not to have to be the same.

I can't remember when,
I last spoke about what was on my mind.
Do you really want to listen,
do you really have the time?

So I hold it all inside me,
and smile a perfect smile.
Going about my day in,
this wearisome life style.


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So I've been posting alot of poems lately... They're all my originals, i'm not really sure how they came to me. They just did. I never used to be good at poems... usually just stories. and i'm not being emo or anything, just trying to get some stuff outta my head, and figured out. So yea...