reality overcomes me, i'm living a lie;

i never realized how much people don't know me.
with the exception of about two people, my personality is never expressed.
people get bits and pieces, but never the whole thing.
i'm a very compassionate person but i never express it;
i'm not used to compassion, i don't know how and when i do i feel awkward.
i'm not as open about my feelings as i'd like to be.
i feel like i'm awkward.
i guess i have some stuff to work on this summer.