ME (burden that I bare)

I am me,
but does anyone see?
Who I really am,
and who I want to be.

I'm trapped inside this stereotype,
begging to get out.
It says all quiet girls
are as silent and invisible as a mouse.

But I am not a mouse,
nor do I want to be.
I"m trying,
pleading,
with myself to break
the spell that's haunting me.

I can curse and I can be loud.
You just don't here me make a sound.
And when you do, you act surprised.
But this is really me, who I am inside.

I have thoughts and I have dreams.
Would anybody care to see?
What I'm all about, and what I do.
Anything other then ALL things about you.

But I am scared,
so I'll need some help.
From someone who can crack
my non visible shell.

And when that person comes
They can see what I'm destined to be.
Something stronger, something greater.
So I can be set free,

From this burden that I bare

The one that's brought on by me.