They know the truth.
They know you’re not as smart as you pretend to be.
They know that in fact, you aren’t intelligent at all.
You’re not cool, they know.
You’re too different, they know.
You don’t fit in, they would know.
They see right through you,
Right through the facade.
The ruse and the wrappings,
They’ve torn them down.
The naked truth, bared and exposed.
They see you,
For who you are.
Trying to fool the world that you’re better than you really are.
Just another “wanna-be”