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The Real Me
The real me
Is who I want to be
I'm alive yet dead
The feeling called "love" is what I shed
People juss look into my eyes
And they know what I am all about
There are few who can see
See the true me
The rest are mislead
I paint a mask
With colors like a rainbow
Forming my outershell
The real me hides below
Some think I am an "angel in disguise"
Others think I am a stranger who is "very wise"
I am who I am
I am who I'm not
Do you see?
I see a lot
Tears wash everything out of sight
I am alone at night
With only me and my ways
I am an easel
A paintbrush in my hand
I can be who I want
Only I know... hush!