Who am I
by T'shandra
Is there an authentic me?
Somewhere beneath
The layers of deception
Or just a multitude of empty shells
A chameleon ever changing
Blending into the environment
An actress faking her life
Each day wearing a new mask
A child, lost and wandering
Fearing who she might be
If I should know my truth
Could I embrace my identity?
2006-11-17
Another session with therapist telling me to ‘fake it till I make it’ and this is how I feel about that.
