The real me inside

I know I'm a selfish fake.
Always pulling everyone.
Keeping them all at my own pace.

But deep down what's inside of me?
Even though it's me, I don't know.
Always wandering what it's really like.

I'm running away like a fool.
Honest yet I'm hiding the me.
The real me inside this shit.

Who knows who I might really be.
It may or may never comes out.
But for now let me be what I want.