Make-Believe and Lies


I come from a world
Of make-believe and lies.

People see me as being happy and secure;
But I'm not.

They see me as one
With no intelligence.

Who am I to argue with what the world sees?
Maybe it's true, maybe it's not.

I posses a side hidden from the public eye-
Full of envy and mistrust.

I obsess over everythng
And am in constant fear.

When I try my best
It doesn't seem good enough.

Feeling like I am losing someone
And just making things worse.

Covering up the true me is what I do best-
Only one soul knows.

If you think that I'm revealing myself,
You might be right.

Then again, this might be full of
Make-believe and lies.