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Do you see the real me
behind the smiles and the stares?
The bit of me that wants to speak,
the part of me that's afraid.
The pieces of me I can't express,
the thoughts I keep inside.
Do you see the real me
behind the sparkle and the fears?
The bit of me that wants to shine,
the part of me that's afraid.
The pieces of me that are the best,
the times that I'm tongue-tied.
Do you see the real me
behind the laughter and the tears?
The bit of me that wants to live,
the part of me that's afraid.
The pieces of me that I made a mess,
the ends I never tied.
Do you see the real me?
Hiding in the shadows
venturing forth when it sams safe
hopefully seeking a friend.
copyright Janna Hoskin - 02/04/02
*****
In the midst of depression and a less-than-healthy relationship. I was able to end things shortly after writing this, thank goodness. I think that was sort of the beginnings of my healing.
behind the smiles and the stares?
The bit of me that wants to speak,
the part of me that's afraid.
The pieces of me I can't express,
the thoughts I keep inside.
Do you see the real me
behind the sparkle and the fears?
The bit of me that wants to shine,
the part of me that's afraid.
The pieces of me that are the best,
the times that I'm tongue-tied.
Do you see the real me
behind the laughter and the tears?
The bit of me that wants to live,
the part of me that's afraid.
The pieces of me that I made a mess,
the ends I never tied.
Do you see the real me?
Hiding in the shadows
venturing forth when it sams safe
hopefully seeking a friend.
copyright Janna Hoskin - 02/04/02
*****
In the midst of depression and a less-than-healthy relationship. I was able to end things shortly after writing this, thank goodness. I think that was sort of the beginnings of my healing.