Original Author: Bek Hodkinson
If you knew me
If you knew me or could see me
What would you really find?
Inside my soul, within my earth
Beneath the dirt, among the worms.
In the darkness of my wonderland
Would you seek the best of me
and hold it to the light
Or would you find the worst of me
The bits I seek to leave behind
Poker faces were made to lie
Your words chew at me from the inside
Hands wash clean
Clowns and jokers scream obscene
Is this really me?