The Real Me

by Meara Sullivan

Why do people judge?
And only by my face?
When will they look inside
And realize there is more to me than my religion or race?
Will they ever see past my wardrobe?
Will they ever look beyond my hairstyle or weight?
Will they ever see the person inside?
The one who never shows her face?
The one that wants to shine,
Who will be a better friend?
And stay with you until the end.
The one who shines like the sun?
Will they ever see the real me?