With a hard shell and a soft interior
pretending not to feel the hurt.
So many times I feel inferior
only to wish it wasn't the truth.
So many problems I keep inside
Trying to make sure they are never found.
Pretending to just roll with the tide
of life but truly planning every step.
Life was never just a ride for me.
I fought for everything I have.
Why can't others open their mind and see
I'm not who they think i am.
I may be smart and kind to everyone around
But it's a struggle every day
Just to keep from being found
For who i truly am.
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