The other me is someone only seen by few,

Someone not as corageous or as sure of what to do.

Inside I'm scared of letting others down,

Scared of rejection or the real me to be found.

Inside are my deepest and truest beliefs,

Hiding from criticism or stress without relief.

Inside is a girl who wants to dress up and dance,

Inside is me, waiting for a chance.

I once hid beliefs of politics and faith,

For once people found out, I hid the rest due to wraith.

Outside I am someone who cares all about smarts,

But inside I am someone who loves and desires the arts.

Music and dance, drawing and paint,

A gamer girl and an atheist, not a book worm or saint.

The other me is someone only seen by few,

All those who know me doubt that its true.