i wish you knew the real me.
the one that didnt get shakey hands whenever you were near,
the one that was able to stand up for myself.
i wish you knew the me i was before you made me feel so small.

before i felt like nobody cared,
and that i was here for nothing.
like i was nothing.
i wish you knew the real me,
maybe you do.

maybe you brought out the insecurities ive hid away under my bed over the past years,
maybe this is me.
i miss the old me.
who am i anymore?