I could stare in the mirror for hours but not because I'm pretty or think I am I wonder how people perceive me if they truly think my smile is real I wonder if people can see through the walls I've had up since elementary I wonder if people can see the ropes my parents try so hard to bind me in I wonder if people think I'm crazy when I walk through the halls talking to thin air. I wonder if people can see how hard I try to not look like everyone else I wonder if he knows that I love him but only ever as a brother I wonder if I will ever see myself as anything more than a fake
I don't think I will ever have the guts to admit these things to real people.