I sit here silently

I sit here silently

And contemplate my life

My friends

My lack of emotions

I don't have a lot of friends

And the friends that I do have

Don't know the real me

The me that is always hidden

I try to let the real me come out

But people don't give me a chance

The chance to be nice, the chance to be caring

The chance to be me

I'm scared that they won't like who I am

Who I really am

They should like me for who I am

Shouldn't they?

I always say that I don't care what other people think about me

What a lie that is

It seems like everything I do

Is just to be accepted by others