My misty self

This poem exemplifies how I feel trapped and how I must be a fake person for the world to accept me, but by doing this I hurt my true self because I know in the end that I should love who I am.

The heater is on outside
I feel very warm
I take off my sweaty coat
It feels cold again

It is raining inside
I am cold and damp
It starts to flood inside
My eyes begin to drown