Who are you?

People say things that they think you wanna hear.
I would like to hear the fucking truth.
That you don't know what you want.
That you are confused.
That you aren't sure what to do.
I'm not like most girls, I don't want a damn Edward Cullen vampire wanna be.
I don't want a knight in shinning armor.
I want you.
I want you in ripped jeans with scuffed up canvases.
I want you in a members only jacket, or with your pants too low.
I want you in your cowboy hat, with a fake mustache, curly hair, or bald.
I want you how you are.
Why are we so scared to show our true selves?
People claim to be honest, to be real.
But we all hide things.
We all have that fear of being rejected. The fear of not being good enough.
You can pretend like you don't give a shit, but you do.
And why are we so quick to judge?
We all have our dirty laundry.
We all make mistakes.
We're all the same.
Somewhere under neath your makeup, tight pants, b-ball shorts, long hair, big ego, we are all the same.
I don't want anyone to be fake.
Be honest with me.
Let me see what you think is worse about you.
I will love you.
I will accept you.
Be yourself, whoever that may be(:

I'm lost. I don't know who I am, and I don't know who you are. But I don't want you to lie to me. I want you to be real with me.
Have you ever felt like someone could be so amazing, but they hold themselves back?
Have you ever held yourself back??
"We can be extraordinary together rather than ordinary apart."