who am i?

December 10, 2010
By , socorro, NM
People see me as what they want to see. They look at around me as if they know the real me. In reality, I hide behind this person. I cant seem to figure out if I am the person I’m really suppose to be. I put myself in a room-pitch black looking at the walls of pure glass. Seeing the world around me. Screaming help! This isn’t where I want to be. This isn’t who I want to be. Pure silence is what it is. If they don’t notice the real me. That’s why I walk around as two people in one person. When will I know who I’m suppose to be.

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