My True Self

I am who I appear to be
Only what I want you to see

I may put a face filled with glee
Rather than a sad face that wants to be free

I will never know the real me
So,I put on a act so everyone can like me

Always wanting to be someone else
Someone who got their personality from a broken shelf

I have to become my true self

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