who am i?
who am I?
as I look up to the sky
deep inside I cry
who am I?
every day I lie
about who I am
not showing my real self
just holding it in


It's like a bomb
Im holding it in
ready to go off
again and again
some people know me one way
others another
but when Im alone
I think about me
why am I here?


If myself isn't me
then does that make me phoney?
to act one way
but think another
why doesn't that make me wonder?


who am I?
as I lay in bed
all these thoughts in my head
who am I?
as I look up to the sky
deep inside I cry
who am I?
every one knows me differently
and only I can see the real me


my whole life washed away
like a grain of sand
I thought no one would understand
who I am
and why I'm this way
in this life you pay
for the everyday
lies about yourself


everyone leaves you
no one knows you any more
so many me's
but none is real
soon the real me
will be no more


and this is why I ask myself


who am I?
will I find a way?
to find myself?
before my world turns dark and grey?
as I look up to the sky
deep inside I cry
who am I?
every day I lie
about who I am
not showing my real self
just holding it in
everyone knows me differently
and only I can see the real me.


this is who I am......


Comments:
 
Moonrose   Moonrose wrote
on 1/21/2009 1:01:47 PM
Hey, really nice job. I like the play of words, the metaphors and such... really cool. Keep up the good work!

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