The "Who" of I Am

Is it true?
Is that really what you think of me?
Who I am
Is not your problem
Who I will be
Is not your business
Who I was
Is all you can see?
‘Cause that’s me
That is what I want
You to think
Fooled you all
Had you wrapped around my little finger
‘Cause the girl you knew
Is gone
Kept under lock and key
Because you refused to see the truth
So mask was born
It is the perfect child
Don’t you agree?
But you see
It isn’t me
And one day
Going to explode
Going to make a mistake
Then the real me will be free
And everyone is going to be afraid
‘Cause it was kept locked away

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