Being Me
I went through hard times in my life
Though I came back stronger from those times
Ready to fight again if needed
I fight and love with a mask
Afraid to be discovered
For if someone gets too close to me and takes off my mask
They will run from me, because I am not as pretty as I seem
I find who I am in my relationships
I never had many when I was little
Come to find out I hurt more with a mask than with the real me
I have looked for me, far too long
All to be discovered that masks have rotted the real me away
Believing too long I am other people
To find me, I have to quit searching for who I think I am
And start searching for my creator
He made me, He should know who I was and used to be
Until I saw the reflection that people gave to me
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