I think about you night and day,
I think about what you might say.
If you knew the true me,
Would you still love me?
Things that we have said,
I think about when I lay myself to bed.
I try to talk to you,
To see if you have something to say too.
I go to school and come back home,
Then just give out a relieving moan.
This moan is of my tired self,
I hope you don't put me back on the shelf.
You still want to know the real me?
Just wait and you will see,
For I am not being the true me,
The real me…people barely see.
The real me is waiting somewhere cold,
Maybe even with someone wise or old.
The real me is locked up tight,
It tries to come out deep into the night.
Always failing to come out,
It just wants to shout.
I don't care if you talk about me,
You don't even know the real me.
The real me is like a bear,
It really cares,
All the real me needs is someone to care.
The real me is like a dove,
Waiting for some love.
Who is the real me you ask?
I will tell you….the real me is behind this mask!
Move the mask and you will see…
The real me is like the bear and the dove, now do you see the real me?