False Identity
I have built a mask
Indifferent and cold
A face void of emotion
Only apathy to the world
I then built a front
Of uttermost confidence
I stood proud and tall
Rendering my enemies speechless
Then came the wall
Invisible they may be
Pushing and keeping everyone away
Scared of showing the real me
And so I was praised
By authoritative people
Labeled a genius
A role model figure
But despite all the limelight
And the praise that I get
I had never felt happy
Because I could never forget
Forget that this person
The one that they see
The one that they're proud of
Isn't the real me
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