I Am Not Who You Think I Am

I am not who you think I am.

I am both a sinner and a saint-

A two-faced man through and through.

I live a lie.

People don’t know the real me.

I tricked you-

Into thinking my life is so great.

My walk with God is amazing.

My knowledge is complete.

The truth is though..

I am no more deserving of life than a murderer-

A thief-

A terrorist.

My life on its own is meaningless.

I put on a front to gain recognition.

I just want to be known-

But I feel if people really get to know me and my past-

Well, then I’d be shown-

The door.

So I lie.

I build myself up-

just so you would bat an eye at me.

I know it’s wrong,

but being “wanted” means so much more to me-

than anything else.

I hate being lonely.

In a way, I still am.

No one knows the real me.

I really am not a man,

But a Coward.

I just want to be LOVED.

I long for companionship,

But my self-confidence is gone.

This trip my life has taken-

Has made me come to grips-

With the way things really are.

I pray you don’t see me as another pathetic soul.

Someone looking for attention.

But I pray you see me as something more.

All I ask is for you to get to know me.

Just hang out with me.

I don’t ask for much.

If I just had some friends,

I would be able to open up more-

And not “boast” so much.

I know you may think it’s sad-

For me to “plead” for friends,

But I don’t know any other way to get noticed.

All I want is to be known.

All I ask for is a friend.