The Real Me

SuperM
Reality is a dream to me
It is never what it seems to be
Sometimes I want to run and flee
Escaping from the "real" me.

I have many faces that don't show
There are things even I don't know
Why do I run and try to hide
Is it fear, or simply pride?

I cannot share how I feel
It takes so long for me to heal
From wounds that may sound absurd
But yet the scars still have occurred.

Is there someone that is just
Whom I can believe and trust
Someone who will judge me not
Respect my feelings and my thought.

Someone knows the inner me
And all the things I long to be
He walked on water, calmed the sea
And gave His life for eternity.

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I am a 31 year-old female who just likes to write in her spare time. Sometimes, i think of things to just share with others, and writing helps me to do that. I hope that you enjoy the stuff that I have wri...  View profile

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