The Real Me
Theres so much that no one knows,
so much that no one sees,
about the way i feel inside,
my thoughts and all my needs,
Maybe its because I am scared to let you know,
maybe its because you just don't ask...
I'm starting to love you, and I've always cared,
perhaps if you took some time, looked deep down
inside, you would see and get to know, the real me
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