Self-acceptance

This is actually a poem I made for myself.

Everyday using another name,
Always playing an unfamiliar game.
Making them believe you own another face
The confusion inside you always stays.

How long will you be hiding?
Of all these time, where have you been?
How long will it take you to find
The answers to the questions in your mind?

You think you're as small as an elf
But do you even know yourself?
Pretending is like diving an ocean to its depth
It will only cause you harm, or even death.

When will you take the fact,
That's you're just you, accept that.
It wouldn't hurt if you accept and trust
Your own abilities, yes, you must.

There's nothing wrong with acceptance.
In small things you cry, when it rains you dance.
Be proud, be you, don't be ashamed
Enjoy and grow, you'll die anyway.