Why Can't People See The Real Me?


Posted on 26th Jun 2020 05:30 pm by rohit kumar

Why?

Why can't people see the real me?

I try so hard to be the perfect person I can be.

Sure I'm young, quiet, and shy.

But I'm such an amazing person, which many pass by.

Why?

Why can't people just take the time?

Just tell me your favorite thing to do and I'll tell you mine.

The people that do, I hold dear to my heart.

They see me as mysterious, sweet, funny, and smart.

You can't expect me to open up the very first day.

It takes time, but trust me, I'll soon have a lot to say.

Why?

Why can't people wait and get to know the real me?

I bet you I'd be a much different person than you first did see.

 

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