Who I Really Am
I ran from who I really am
To find who I wanted to be
Somewhere along the line
I slowly forgot how to feel
My body was a hollow shell
Fake smiles and plastic feelings
I fell in line with the world
Guided by invisible strings
I was like doll for the world to see
For anyone and everyone
To corrupt and manipulate
See everything I feel in my heart
Was it programmed or was it truly felt
And the thing is gods broke my heart
And devils held me close promising tomorrow
But if I lie my nose grows
Because I'm not even a real man
And I might hold that title but not the rank
I might sit on that throne but without a crown
My face might as well be that of a clown
Because I ran away from who I really am
To find out who I wanted to be
But then I finally found out
That who I wanted to be
Was already who I was
Copyright © Christopher Goss | Year Posted 2024
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