The Me You See Poem by Stephan van Pinksteren

The me you see,
Isn't who you thought I would be.

The many years I walked on my own,
Were lonely for me.
They changed me..... completely,

I tried to ignore all that pain,
But I've always felt the same.

Always lonely and afraid,
No comforting words to calm me.
But the pain couldn't be delayed.

The me you see,
Could be who you thought I would be.

Acting happy like anyone else,
Concealing the pain,
With the sound of ringing bells.

It worked only for a little while,
You could see that it was a fake smile.

You looked at me continuously,
You tried to see the real me,
And the only one I could be.

The me you see,
Shouldn't be who you thought I would be.