You don't look innocent enough.

Let's play a game. Chances are you won't win.

By the way I'm controlling you, you’re likely to give in.

Plastic, faker or plain deceiver, I’m just one big sham.

Because seriously, no one knows who I really am.

I could choose to 'like' you or not,

The next day, I may just flip you off.

Don't get fooled by my innocent demeanor,

With it, unsuspecting victims I lure.

Betrayer, backstabber ,I've been called a lot of things.

Can't recall the number of times that I've sinned.

Maybe this isn't the kind of life I want to lead, I don't know,

Walking down the line between indifference and insecurity.

I can't dig myself out of the hole I put myself into,

Heaven, hear my plea, "What am I supposed to do?"

The webs that I weaved, full of false pretenses and lies,

 Make up the past I just can’t seem to put aside.

I only want to carry on,

Get away from who I once was, and what I've done.

What if they don't accept me? Think that this is one big lie?

They probably won't. Maybe I just shouldn't try?

I could run away from here and start afresh.

I may succeed, or just slip and fall, like a car-crash.

Possibilities run through my head, of what could be and what might.

Well, I can't actually know until I try, right?

Here it goes again.I spell checked my poem on Microsft Word.Apparently there were many grammar mistakes.

Stupid attention seeking people.I don't want drama.