The Real Me

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Can I tell you how I feel?
Perhaps not.
Perhaps, you don’t want to know.
Perhaps, you don’t believe
In being honest with your feelings.
You think that some thoughts
Should not be shared.
But how can you know me, then?
How can you ever get close?
Don’t you want to know
The real me, as opposed
To the me who I am on the outside?
You can’t know what I’m really like,
Unless I tell you.
You cannot see the beauty in my soul
Unless I uncover myself,
Peel away the social mask,
The pretend me.
I don’t want to be a fantasy.
I want to be real.
I want to be me.

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Author: Gordon S. Bowman III

Writer, Visual Artist, Blogger, Advocate

2 thoughts on “The Real Me”

  1. This is so true. Folks don’t want to see you as you are with all your faults, failures & deficiencies, they only want to see you as they think you should be. Humans are seriously lacking mercy and compassion. At least cats and dogs love and accept you no matter what.

    1. I agree. Sometimes that makes it harder to be honest when we write, because we know there might be a backlash. Thanks for your comment, DeBorah.

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