This Is Me

I'm not so athletic-just as you my sister, I am not as strong just as you my brother. I wear this mask by day light try to keep from revealing my fears When night falls and the moon shines through my window blinds I can't keep from this storm of tears. I am not what I appear to be You see beauty When I look at my reflection I see something blurry. I guess I know not of who I am anymore. I guess having nothing to be sure about has made my heart and soul feel as if it'll always be this permanent soar I cannot go anywhere without the drama following me sometimes I wonder why I was even born, from birth a mistake to be.