Facade

I feel like I'm stuck here in this place,
It's always cold,
I feel like a disgrace.
I have no one to hold.

It may look perfect on the outside,
But on the inside it's a mess,
I've no place to hide,
Can you see my distress?

I know what you want me to be,
But what if I don't want to be like her?
Can I just be me?
What about what I prefer?

What was I thinking?
Of course I couldn't be just me,
I guess my heart will start sinking,
when it only wishes to be free.