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I want love and yet
I enjoy filling my heart up with pain
I push other away
when I really want attention
I don't care to be noticed
when I wish someone would look my way
I always look for a better tomorrow
when I could care less about it
I always could put a smile on your face
when I can't even smile
I always want to die
when I would rather live
I am strong and proud
when I'm really weak
I want to be better then all the rest
when I really could careless about myself
I say one thing I do another
Who is the real me?