What Do You See When You Read.. Poem by Mindless minds

What do people see when they look at me?
Do they see me?
Or do they see bits and pieces of me?
What lies within of me.
My confident, awkwardness
My fantasized, coolness.
My tremendous, loserness.
They say this is the real me.
Do I believe what people see when they look at me?

Do they see the concealed Me.?
Or do they see what lies outside of me.
My lopsided stride.
My unzipped fly.
My mismatched attire.
What people see when they look at me..
its not the real me.