You can't see me

When I'm with them

Because I blend in. 

 

You won't see me

Stand out

Because I'm a master of disguise.

 

It's so cool

To see spies

In movies.

 

In real life

It's different.

 

When you look at me

I bet you see colorguard

But not passion.

 

When you look at me

You see intelligence

But not creativity.

 

At this point

I'm not even sure

Of what is real.

 

I can't even tell

Who I am.

 

What happened to

My lost soul

Along the way?

 

What happened to

My individuality

Too?

 

For I am not me

But a concoction

Of everyone else.

 

We are all the same person

Divided among bodies.

 

I've become

What they wanted

Me to be.

 

Now I am 

Just like

Everyone else.

 

But that's not me.

That's not what

I want to be.

 

My demons

Have forced this.

 

And there's nothing I can do.