Am I Ready?

There are some people in the world
that don't, just don't know the real me
bad judgment quickly hurled
straight at me, hiding who I want to be

To a lot of my friends, they see everything I do
they know everything I do is to help someone,
to help the world see that their beauty is true
and finally let fall on them, the gorgeous rays of the sun

But as I move on in my life, I seem to see
my mask to those who are distant and lost
float away, as people begin to see all of me
and sometimes I want that mask back for any cost

When an enemy realizes I'm not all talk
or realizes I'm stronger than I look
it comes as such a surprise as they learn my walk
and they realize they can't read me like a book

I'm not graceful, bold, or normally smiling
unless I'm helping those around me
but first impressions left enemies filing
away all my hopes of them seeing who I can be

So as my form-fitted mask seems to slip away
I look lost, trying to pull it back to and see
am I really ready for this unavoidable day?
am I really ready for everyone, everyone to see the real me?