The Person Inside of Me

I guess I'm not important. I guess I'm not that great. Some people say I'm wonderful, I look at them with hate. I try really hard to believe them, But their true colors always shine. One minute I am fantastic, The next minute they are blind. They are blind to all my goodness, My generosity and my heart. I am one of the realest people, That's what sets us apart. Many people don't understand me. It's sad they're missing out. They would see all of my kindness, That's what I am all about. As Jesus said, "Forgive them Lord" "They know not what they do". They may not know they are hurting me, It's very sad, but very true. I do not wish any harm on them, I just don't know what they think. What is it that makes me so horrible? My heart's beginning to sink. How do I explain myself? How do I get them to see? To see the wonderful person, The person inside of me. Such fake smiles and kisses. I see them look with phoniness. I try not to give it back to them, They should only know my loneliness. Maybe I am neurotic and scared. Maybe I come across wrong. But it's the opposite of what they're thinking. How do I stop my feelings from being so strong? They think I'm bossy and pushy. They think I stand too tall. But in reality I am weak at heart. They just don't know me at all. My smiles are a cover up. I am not happy with how I act. I am trying my hardest right now. More than I ever have in fact. So how do I explain myself? How do I get them to see? See the wonderful person, That person inside of me........