I wrote this at age 12.

No one sees mytears or hears my cries.

No one sees my fears or hears my lies.

No one can see who I really am.

No one can lend me a helping hand.

No one can see that I'm not conceaded.

No on can see that I'm insecure.

No one can see that i wanna be pure.

Sometimes its like no one is there.

It feels like if they were they wouldn't care.

Now I have become the person I was trying to be,

but all along I just wanted to be the real me.

Now its to late the real me is gone.

I am stuck with a fake person, all alone.