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Sep 2014
Do you see the real me?
Or just the mask everyone else sees?
I tell you my hopes and my dreams.
But are you truly listening?
Or are you just sitting there?
I speak the truth to you and nothing else.
But I feel like you just hear lies.
I give you the key to me,
But you don't care.
You just toss it away.
Did you ever see beneath my looks.
To the person within.
Or did my "cuteness" blind you from seeing..?
Seeing that I have emotions.
And have more potential then you could ever guess.
I'm a mystery wrapped in a puzzle, hidden behind wall after wall.
I tried to let you in though,
Show you the way,
to see the real me, the person I truly am.
And not the fake one everyone thinks is me.
But before you got there.
You gave up, on me, on us, on all we had.
Now you're back with the rest of them.
Only seeing my facade.
I just wished that you could see.
The true me, the one I wanted you to see...
Too bad I guess,
If only she were able to see how much she really meant to me...
Tim Amaru
Written by
Tim Amaru  Orlando
(Orlando)   
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