The real me is a ****** person
The real me is a *****
The real me feels too much
The real me screams
The real me fights back
The real me loves way too much
The real me is too loyal
The real me is too petty
The real me hurts people.

The real me isn’t quiet
The real me is scared, though,
The real me is a **** victim,
The real me has PTSD,
The real me has BPD,
The real me doesn’t really know how to cope-
The real me doesn’t believe that suicide isn’t the answer.

The real me covers up,
Hides under blankets of sweet smiles,
And being polite,
And calmness.

The real me covers up,
Hides under blankets of poetry,
And sleep,
And other people’s personality traits.

The real me doesn’t really know who he is.
The real me fights with himself every single day.
The real me likes makeup but is actually scared to wear it-
The real me forces himself to wear dresses because even if it makes him happy

He’s so scared to be called fake-
The real me is so scared to be called fake-
Please stop calling him fake-
He wouldn’t want to rip off his feminine skin if he wasn’t fake-
He wouldn’t hate all his features if he was fake-

HE WOULDN’T HAVE DYSPHORIA IF HE WAS FAKE-
HE HAS DYSPHORIA-
And it hurts,
God it hurts,
Even the fake me feels it-
And both of the mes hurt.