who am i?

December 10, 2010
By Anonymous

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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