Do you really know me?
The person you see now isn't who I really am.
You see what you want to see not what is really there.
You think you know everything about me, but really you know nothing at all.
I wish I could tell you who I really am, but I can't.
All I could think of is: Will they accept me they way I really am?
Well they judge the real me? or Will they ignore me because I'm not who they want me to be?
I'm not perfect, but this is who I am.
A person who won't just look at the cover. I will actually read the book. I hope you understand me now.
You see what you want to see not what is really there.
You think you know everything about me, but really you know nothing at all.
I wish I could tell you who I really am, but I can't.
All I could think of is: Will they accept me they way I really am?
Well they judge the real me? or Will they ignore me because I'm not who they want me to be?
I'm not perfect, but this is who I am.
A person who won't just look at the cover. I will actually read the book. I hope you understand me now.