100% Real

Sometimes people can feel like their being fake..I take pride in always being 100% me..

I don’t hide behind a mask,
Or shape my soul to fit a mold.
What you see is what you get—
A story lived, a heart that’s bold.

I speak in raw, unpolished lines,
Feelings worn upon my sleeve.
No borrowed voice, no empty rhymes,
Just the truth I dare to weave.

I stumble, falter, rise again,
No illusions in my stride.
Every flaw, every joy, every pain,
Is mine alone — I cannot hide.

So call me real, call me true,
I wear no lies to please or charm.
100% me, through and through,
Authenticity my only arm.