Poem: Why am I afraid of me?

When I look in the mirror,

I see a frighten me,

an evil me,

another me,

a me I can never understand

am I afraid of coming out of my shell?

am I afraid to be who I really am?
when I see myself,

I really don't see me,

I see another person trapped inside,

waiting to get out,

pushing their way out

the real me.

The me who I was afraid to be.

Why am I afraid of myself?

Why can't I be who I just want to be?

trying not to be scared of myself is harder than anything else.

Harder than you ever imagined.

One day,

I will come out of my shell,

and reveal the true me.