Here I stand in front of you, so tell me what you see.
Enlighten me to what you think. How am I perceived?
Who is it you think I am? What judgements have you made?
What do you think I’ve seen and done? Which of my streets have you paved?
But if I’m truly honest, I couldn’t care any less
About what you think of me, so come on do your best.
For I will never show you what I hold inside.
It’s a part of me that from you I’ll always hide.
You’ll never know the real me, what it is that makes me tick.
The things that I believe in. The people that make me sick.
The experiences I have been through. The pain that I have felt.
The love that has warmed my heart. The cards that I’ve been dealt.
For you’ve already judged me. You think you’ve sussed me out.
You think you know who I am, but the truth is you’ll never find out.
For I will never open up or find space in my life
For somebody as shallow as you who’s not willing to give me time