Maybe

Maybe I’m not who you think I am

What you think you see on my exterior

Maybe I’m vainglorious and conceited

or maybe I believe I’m inferior

Maybe I’m bitter and have a cold heart

I’m a challenge, like a jar tightly sealed

maybe I’m a closed off street

or maybe I just want to be revealed

Maybe I’m flamboyant, a needle needing to sparkle

Maybe I’m a loud drum beating at your ear

or maybe I’m someone so fragile and pure

that you’re eyes are too dull to see how clear.

Maybe I’m someone you think is unimportant

It’s unimportant how I feel

But maybe you’re wrong

you have been all along

I’m a shell crushed by your judgement’s heel.