i don't know who i am anymore...

I don't know. It's like, there's this person that you want to be for other people. To make them proud of you. And then there's you.

there's this me. this me that nobody sees. and as much as i want to be me, i know that people won't accept me.

i mean, i guess some people know me. know parts of me. kate knows things about me that nobody else knows. and chandler knows parts. marc knows parts, and if they all met up and exchanged mental notes, they'd know me. but nobody knows ME. they all know the me i pretend to be. the one i am so that people can be proud of me. so people will accept me, and be my friend.... be friend to the lie....