The real me.
When I look in the mirror,I don't recognize the person.
My mind starts unraveling, shouting.
I scream my pleads from the inside,but no one ever seems to hear my calls.
I've been thinking, I've been dreaming.
The person on the outside is a lie, she's deceiving.
Cause that's not even the real me,it's my insecurities.
She's hidden me away,come free me.
I need someone to see me.
To understand me.
The real me.