Pieces of others comprise me

make the images that you see.

Color,shapes......it's all a mirage

that shield you from the real me.

Underneath the beauty there's pain,fear, and truth

Some find it hard to accept.

I take comfort in the illusions that I create for you.

Forbiddening you to see where my deepest, darkest secrets are kept.

There's strength in my power of persuasion

allowing me to control what you see.

You could not handle the pain,fear or truth

ultimately the REAL ME.