Created: October 10, 2022

I don't need your care, I said, 
It's not that you don't give 
It's just that nobody truly cares 
For the real me who lives.

Love is not what I require 
It's not that you don't try 
But nobody truly loves 
The person I keep inside.

The real me is a mystery 
No one knows my true face 
I keep it hidden, locked away 
In an invisible, secluded space.

I yearn to end this life of mine 
But I keep going, day by day 
I move around, in touch with your 
mood 
And never cause your web to fray.

I play your muse, in tune with your 
head 
And never wander off-track 
But I only exist in my own mind 
And enjoy what it has to offer back.

In a world of facades and deceit 
I am lost, unable to hide 
The pain that I carry within 
And the emptiness I can't abide.

But I keep on, hoping somehow 
That things will get better, one day 
And that someone will come along 
Who sees the real me, and will stay.

To care and love the one inside 
That I have kept hidden and sealed 
And maybe, just maybe, 
My true self will finally be revealed.