False identities

How can you expect me to be strong

When my foundation is crumbling?

How can you expect me to keep fighting

When i am not a warrior?

Why do i put on this mask?

This superficial wall.

I wear it everyday

And when i take it off....

 

I wonder...

Would you still love me if i wasn't perfect,

If i didn't have my illusive cloak

That i've my reputation on

A few more months and i'll be free....

And everyday it's calling

But my lies are finally fading

Do i want my true colors shown?

Author's Note

There are many things i could have done to make this better. It's not perfect, and neither am i; i'm tired of pretending to be.