I was...I am

I was proud, independent, and bright,
but it was a mirage only seen by you
The real me is small, fragile, and out of smiles,
the make up merely hides all that blue

I stood tall, strong, and beautiful,
but it was a fabrication made just for you
The real me is crawling, weak, and pitiful,
the laughs echo to veil away my gloom

I spoke loud, confidently, with high self-esteem,
but it was all an act I pulled, all for you
The real me shuddered quiet, afraid you'd see,
what lied underneath, and figured the truth

And now as here I am, stripped out of armor of deceit,
I've turned invisible in front your eyes
I wish I was brave enough to grab your sleeve,
maybe then you could hear my cries
I want to stand and stay besides you, as the real me,
not play a game of never ending lies
I wish to bridge the rift lying between you and me,
and let the illusion fade away,
while real, honest emotions, spring alive