Who is that boy...?

Look at me,
I will never pass for a perfect friend,
or a perfect son
Can it be,
I'm not meant to play this part
Now I see,
That if I were truly to be myself,
I would break my friend's & family's heart

Look at me
You may think you see
Who I really am
But you'll never know me
Every day
It's as if I play a part
Now I see If I wear a mask
I can fool the world
But I cannot fool my heart

I am now In a world where I
Have to hide my heart
And what I believe in
But somehow I will show the world
What's inside my heart
And be loved for who I am

There's a heart that must be
Free to fly
That burns with a need to know
The reason why must we all conceal
What we think, how we feel?
Must there be a secret me I'm forced to hide?

Who is that boy I see
Staring straight,
back at me
Why is my reflection someone I don't know
Must I pretend that I'm
Someone else for all time?
Somehow I cannot hide,
who I am though I've tried
When will my reflection show who I am inside...