Alone

Being two faces isn't always bad

Is it?

Yes, it is.

But it saves me

People think I'm loud, annoying

They don't like me for it

Goal achieved

I'm afraid of myself

I try to push people away

Because deep down inside

I'm dying, along, scared

I want people to think I'm happy

But I can't hide it forever

So once again I push them away

As far as possible

I belong alone.