The Real Me

By , Sprindgale, AR
To be seen as different has become so
normal
For far too long I have tried to be
formal
I've had friends that have left when they
found out the real me
They couldn't handle what I had turned out
to be
Since then, I have learned to hide behind
a mask
Which, overtime, has become such an easy
task
Why can't they realize that I am still the
same guy
I was just tired of living life as a
lie
I had wanted someone in my hour of
need
But maybe it was your excuse to be
freed
Why must I live in a world where I'm in
such fear
When all I want is for someone to
hear
Let them hear the real me that is happy
and proud
Proud to say my most hidden secret
aloud
Inside, the real me shouts "HEY, I AM
GAY"
The real me doesn't care what people think
or say
But inside the real me should stay and be
secure
So therefore I lose my life each day, more
and more
Life has given me a hard choice to
make
But why is that a risk I feel that I can't
take
I want everyone to know and accept
it
But the world never will, not the tiniest
bit
But now I understand I am a freak, at
best
And the real me inside will never be able
to rest
To keep myself safe I've built an
impermiable wall
But hopefully one day, I can finally let
it fall.





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