Often too distant

Extrovert when it suits

Recluse when it doesn't

Acting too much

Changed and altered

Doesn't feel like me anymore

I pretend to be normal and fine

And too often it's a lie

No freedom from the walls I put up

Only let people in sometimes

Written April 6th, 2008.

A/N: This is... I guess it's how I feel I've changed over the past few years. There's been a lot of family stuff and I feel as though the effects of that shaped me... into somebody different. Somebody that's me, but not who I imagined myself to be. If that makes sense. Somebody who has to please but hates to act, somebody who builds up walls around herself, but wants someone to come along and pull them down. Somebody I could never have imagined myself becoming.