The Real Me?

This is a poem I have written and it's about looking at yourself and questioning how honest you are being with yourself and with the people around you

The sunshine hits the window as the light reflects on in
A happy face covers the troubles there have been
To say I am happy would it be a lie to all?
Am I even telling the truth? Or creating my own downfall?
But am I being honest?
Even with myself?
Believing the lies I've created, surely I need help
I am questioning every aspect of the person I may be
Even my self belief the thing that makes me, me
But this might cover up who I am deep down
Is it harder to question who you are than it is to play the clown?
Mainly people laugh and think I'm being me
But am I lying to myself?
Or is this the real me?

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[Sami Khalil]

I am questioning every aspect of the person I may be
Even my self belief the thing that makes me,
My faves...:)

[Indie Skreet]

50 views and no comments? Life's a b***h, right? You've expressed yourself well and are asking the question I am still asking myself and I am considerably older than you. Hope you find the answer quicker! :)