I live life spouting these words
"Don't pretend to be someone you're not, you unbalance the world that way."
But these days that's just a lie
Because I get faker and faker everyday
I couldn't tell you who I really am
But I can tell you what I'm not
Usually I don't have a choice in the matter
I'm turning into a human robot
Everyday I feel like I'm asking myself
"Today who should I pretend to be?"
And the person you talk to everyday
Is only half of the real me
It's like I'm painting on a new personality
One people would care to know
When in truth all I want to say is
"If you don't like me how I am then you are free to go!"
But now I think I have a different personality for every person
Each one is suited to what they want to hear or see
None of these people have a clue
That the person they know may not be the real me
Still I get faker by the day
Faker by the hour
Faker every second
Though I have the right to change, I have that power!
Still everyone has their expectations of me
As it's their rules I must live by
I have no power against the people's control over me
So I hide what's left of the real me and I live the lie
YOU ARE READING
Words from my heart
PoetryHere lie my thoughts in this book, why don't you stop and take a look. While you read the secrets written there, try to ignore the silent screams no one ever seems to hear. Reading this will take some time, but you might recover my heart, lost long...
