The Hidden Me
- The Lady In Front Of Me
Her gaze as cold as ice As she looks into my eyes As if she wanted to say something But now she's holding it back. She looks sad and worried But no one knows how she feels Like knowing of a storm ahead That she wish soon will end......
There's this word "first impression"
And that's how you perceive people to be
On the first time you meet them
Your thought of what they might be.
I was always told I'm quite
Of people I had met,
But relatives said it was shyness
That I just couldn't beat.
I was also told I was nice
Of peers and friends alike
And that is true, but once I'm home and pissed
Don't come near me and tease.
Some think I am just fine
That I am rarely bothered
But only me knows myself
Of how a worrier I can be.
Some who knows me says I'm a happy go lucky
And I admit there are times I can be
But before I go to sleep, they just don't see
That I had prepared myself mentally.
Some says I am braver than them
Because I enjoy spooky shows
They just don't know when night falls
There's ghostly thoughts.on my brain walls.
I had been told "you can do it!"
And I force myself to be
But deep inside I always has this fear
Of changes that at bay.
Friends thought they had known me
But I would only say half way
As I don't really open up
And show the hidden me.