My True Self

I am just a Caring, Depressed, Dramatic, Elusive, Romantic, Sensitive, and Tortured person; yet, I have but no one to share these qualities with...

Could it be...Could it be...It could be the fact that I hide these feelings...Hide these feelings in fear that my whole self, what I have worked for, will come to a dramatic climax...

I hide these feelings of how I truly am due to the fact of the matter at hand. I hide these emotions...My True Self...because of who I am...I am a male...living in the world in which I am thought to be strong, smart, and solid-as-a-rock...

In a world where the male is figured to be the provider, I feel that I cannot show myself...who I want to be...what I am...I must stay strong...even when I am crying on the inside...I must show no sign of emotion on the out...

My True Self...Caring, Dramatic, Depressed, Elusive, Romantic, Sensitive, and Tortured, I will express, for I have learned to live with the fact that I am who i am...and not a stereotype people have depicted me as...for me to be me, for a girl to like me, I must first...show the true me...My True Self...