Not Always What They Seem

Sitting alone in my room,
Watching the roses inside of my mind bloom,
Thinking of all the sweet thoughts,
That aren't really there.

A smile paints upon my face.
I am who I am and in my place.
The world cannot change me,
For I am simply myself.

I do not fear what I can't explain.
I am not scared of you and I am not insane.
Disreguard my appearce then one shall see,
Not the dark crazy child,
But merely me.

I am not like you,
For I have a heart.
I have the sight,
To see who you really are.

I do not hate you,
For what you've done to me.
I only ask,
That you let me be.

People look at me,
Like I'm the bad child,
But compared to you,
I am fairly mild.

But I guess that you're better,
Because of the clothes that you wear,
And what you think of me,
I really don't care.

Because I have true friends,
Who know the real me,
I don't worry about you,
Or what you see.

So leave me alone,
Let me go back to my daydream.
I just want you to know,
That things aren't always what they seem.