Who I Am

Nobody really knows who I am inside Everybody sees only what I portray to them A very dull girl who scowls and never puts up with idiots of any kind But sings like a dream with rare but precious smiles And who loves to read and write but is often alone Doesn't care about being lonely is student body president the teacher's daughter loves the spotlight Acts, sings, dances Buried in books every waking moment Short temper dislikes everybody always guarded People say I'm solitary and boring sarcastic and moody Sometimes they call me "freakishly smart" I know that's what I show the rest of the world But I've been that girl on the outside for too long I've forgotten... who I really am.