I hide behind a persona,
I hide behind a guise,
Everyone thinks they know who I am,
But im built upon leagues of lies,
My mentality is a paradox,
Personality is unknown,
Im surrounded by vessels of ignorance,
That have not witnessed how ive grow,
They see me as one thing,
When I know that im another,
Im seen as a being quite content,
When truly I toil and suffer,
But im happy with how im viewed,
Even if it is fictitious,
If im viewed as being gentle and kind,
Am I really vicious,
So if I just accept these views,
Will they change me truly,
Inside I may be a beast,
But to them I am the beauty.