The lemon in the orange skin

The lesson of looking for someone's true self, and what happens when you choose to hide and not accept yourself

As I look around I see a tree
An orange tree with fresh oranges
As I look at them, I see myself
Like a lemon in the skin of an orange
I never liked my lemon self
Sour and Bitter
The kind people say disgusting too

Sadly everyone tries to make a lemon
Into lemonade or you put on an orange skin
I chose the latter
Instead of being changed into something
Enjoyable, sweet, and refreshing
The skin everyone likes
I chose to hide
Under the skin of an orange
To conceal the lemon I am

I did it for him
I did it for her
I did it for them
Never for myself because I liked me
My lemon self

Then I grew close to the orange skin
I became insecure
All because I wanted to be enough
For him, for her, for them
The lemon in the orange skin
That's all I will ever be

I am not what I seem
I am not what you see
I am what is within
What is underneath the orange skin
I am the fluorescent yellow
The lemon

Look beyond the orange facade
Look for the glowing yellow
The lemon in the orange skin
Look for her, him, and them

Author's Note

This is one of the first poems I've published, give your thoughts