My Image
Confident and assured
Is the image I portray
But this is only what I let you see
For beneath this front
You will find the real me
Look into my eyes
And you will see
That all is not well
For the eyes are the gateway
To one's soul
I am scared and weak
I am afraid of showing
My true self
Afraid of finding out myself
Who I really am
But do I really want to know?
