I show no one the real me
If you keep chipping at my shell
All you find is a dumb, scared little girl
I've tried to "fix" myself

God fixed me once but i fell away
I'm not the person everyone sees me as
I'm different
I'm so different I'm scared to show anyone the real me

I've been hiding so long, I forgot who that person was
People say they love me and my actions
But they don't because that's not me, I was once God's masterpiece
But, I added to the picture and made it unworthy

I'm covered like a blanket with disappointment and saddness
No one seems to notice but me
He made me who I was, and I changed it
I really don't know who I am

So, who am I?
Am I different or ordinary?
Am I who everyone sees me as?
Who am I?