How can I sit here and say you don't know me
so don't judge me
When I don't even know myself
It's all become so blurry
My reflection is deceptive
I can't even see the real me
Who is this woman who stands before you
and who you say intrigues thee
She's not me
My identity remains unknown
A pattern of which is sown to my heart
imprinted on my soul
So why can't I see her
That woman even I don't know
Yet she's the woman I want to be
or do I really?
I don't even know anymore
Who exactly is me
I've worn this mask so long
I'm afraid it's no mask and that it actually is me
Yet I'm afraid to take it off
for fear of what I could be
Scared to take a chance
A glance into the depths within
Afraid that I might not like who I see
and then what.....tell me
what do I do then?
I think sometimes in life we all feel a little lost. Me myself.....heck...I've been in the lost and found section a few times with no one to claim me....not even myself....but I realize. That's natural. As the world itself is always in flux...as are we. So to say that this is who I am now and forever is to speak a lie. I will always change. Just so long as I stay true to myself. And lately I have felt as though I have not been true to me at all. But then again I don't really know me yet. Confused?? Me too.
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