No One Knows Me

November 7, 2015

I live in constant pressure
It's like a honest measure
That I will not fulfill
I feel forgot, for real
I've known you my whole life but still
You don't feel who I really am
There's more to me than silly cam
There's a side to me
That you'd die to see
I'm an introvert
To be my company
Will not end the hurt.
There's more than one side
More than one guy
Behind these eyes
I try to hide the lies
And I despise my disguise. 
If you knew me today
You'd shoo me away
So I'll continue to offend you by wearing a lonely new mask
And if you want the real me than I'll share it but if only you ask.

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camomcNov 7, 2015

<pre style="white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"> I live in constant pressure It's like a honest measure That I will not fulfill I feel forgot, for real I've known you my whole life but still You don't feel who I really am There's more to me than silly cam There's a side to me That you'd die to see I'm an introvert To be my company Will not end the hurt. There's more than one side More than one guy Behind these eyes I try to hide the lies And I despise my disguise. If you knew me today You'd shoo me away So I'll continue to offend you by wearing a lonely new mask And if you want the real me than I'll share it but if only you ask.</pre>