The Me That They Can't See
What do they see,
When they look at me?
They see what I pretend to be.
I don't get excited,
I don't get scared,
'Cause having emotion leaves one impaired.
For someone like me,
Who wants desperately,
To get through high school as quick as can be,
This is who I must be:
The me they can see.
But who I am,
Is more than that sham.
So why should my true self stay on the lam?
I love shows that shock,
And songs that rock,
I love to read,
It's what I need.
One day I'll get to be,
The me that they can't see.