On the Inside

I put on a facade.

People think "Oh, you must be an extrovert,"

Or "What an outgoing chick!'

I am loud 

on the Outside.

I am smiley 

on the Outside.

I am confident

on the Outside.

But I'm not. 

They are wrong. 

I am quiet

on the Inside.

I am sad 

on the Inside.

I am deep

on the Inside.

I am nervous

on the Inside.

I am scared 

on the Inside. 

So many beautiful thoughts and things

I wish to share

but the Outside

gets in the way. 

It's almost like a prison.

A prision that I built.

A prision full of mirrors

and what I saw in others.

But that is not me.

Step back and you wil see

the Inside me.

Maybe even, the Inside

YOU.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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