Singularity (1)

I think it's one or two years ago that my sister told me to write a song for her, because she needed it for a reason that I forgot. Here's the first part of the song.

Most people don't know who they are.
They lie to be someone who we love.
Are afraid we might find out who they are;
Afraid to be someone they didn't strove.

People hide.
People are vulnerable inside.
People don't want to be recognized.
People don't want to be identified.
Because of others prejudices,
Nobody dares to disclose one's singularity.

With their clothes and with their look, 
Trying to impress the big wide world. 
Their cars, their houses and where they are born, 
All this, they only do that someone likes. 

I don't want to see more of your outside appearance.
Don't see everybody as concurrence,
Show me who you are without you cover.
Stop trying to be like anyone other.

♥♥♥ Part 2 coming soon.