Deep inside is a hidden me
One that no one knows
Sometimes not even myself
Outside, I’m perfectly crafted to others

This has always been my philosophy
Surrounded by others, deep in echoes
All while the true me is stationed on the shelf
Whom will I be next? I’ll slowly discover

A chameleon trying to find safety
Looking through other people’s windows
Moving with stealth
Hoping one day I’ll recover

Showcases of myself through the cracks
Of the masquerade presented to crowds
A moment of introspection on pride
To be lost in the chaos of the facade

Only for those we match to betray us
Leaving those who mask left in shrouds
Waiting for life’s next guide
And for me to become the next fraud

The only way I’ll build trust
Is to become those that resound
While the real me stays inside
Only to be ever flawed