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                      Only I Know Me                       
                   -by Cinnamon Clover-                    
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                      Only I Know Me                       
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Only I Know Me
Only I Truly Know Me
Ponies think I am always happy.
Some think I am naive
About the world around me.
But they are wrong.
These statements couldn’t be
Farther from the truth.
The smile I always wear
Is just a disguise
I wear to cover up
The pain I feel inside.
I hear all the unkind words.
But they don’t know
That I hear them.
Most everypony says
They know me,
But no one does.
They know my cover.
They don’t know me.
Only I know me.
Only I know the hurt
I have felt.
Only I know the loneliness
That I truly feel.
Who am I
You might ask.
The name I carry
As my cover
Is Pinkie Pie.
Through that identity
I party and play all day.
Never sad, never aware.
Always friendly and hyper.
My real name, though,
Is Pinkamena Diane Pie.
My real self is shy, reserved,
cries a lot, and always stutters.
They are mirror opposites,
I know.
Though shy,
I crave to have
Somepony truly listen to me.
My friends care for me,
I know that,
But in my alter-ego's
Sugar-raged rants
They just put it off
As me being Pinkie Pie.
If they were to actually
Listen to them they would
Hear my subtle pleas
To have somepony listen to the real me.