The True me isn't be,
people got a other version of me.
All i can see is a boy with no past,
Always finishing last.
Get pick on everyday,
Crys and crys the night away.
Wondering why he should stay.
The Suffering on chirstmas Day.
Showing my emotions to show the pain,
as my hair get soak in the rain.
justas my emotions go done the drain.
Thats the Real ME.
