Who Am I?

Who am I?
A fantasy in my thought
Story book of my mind
My web of emotion I'm caught

Is who I believe I am
The person that you see?
Am I real
Can you really see me?

I am who I decide to be
My thoughts, my ideals
That's what makes me,
That's what's real

The world and I
Don't quite Coincide
When I'm out amongst others
The real me I'm forced to hide

Pushed by social norms
What's accepted by public view
Their sight being quite narrow
Unwilling to bend to things new

So I ask again
Who is it you see?
The one I believe I am?
Can you really see me?