No One Really Knows The Real Me <br />All They See Is The Man On The Outside <br />There To Blind To Be Able To See <br />The Broken Boy On The Inside <br /> <br />They Just See The Skin I Wear <br />The Person I Pretend To Be <br />So People Won't Look and Stare <br />I'm Just Afraid To Show The Real Me <br /> <br />My Inner Shell Has Began To Crack <br />Because Of The People I Choose To Let In <br />All The Bastards Who Stabbed Me In The Back <br />By People Who Claimed To Be My Friends <br /> <br />No Docter, Friend, Pill, Or Razorblade Can Stop This <br />Those Unhelpful Things Can Only Slow It Down <br />A Foe That Can't Be Fought With Guns Or Fists <br />A Curse That Will Soon Take Over Without A Sound <br /> <br />There Are People Who Are The Same <br />I Won't Walk Alone Any Longer <br />Always We Are In Contstant Pain <br />But What Doesn't Kill Us Makes Us Stronger<br /><br />Patrick Shields<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/no-one-really-knows/
