Who am I
What you see isn’t what you get
I hide myself behind the outskirts of town
I don’t show my identity because I know everything will change
I am not afraid of change
I fear that when I take my mask off I won’t be the same
I love the way I look or so I say
But in reality I to want to see the other side of me
I know I won’t be the same because of how I will look to others
I will take in all the complements and I will forget everything I stood for
For I am more than my appearances
I am one of a kind
I am hidden