Hidden On the Inside

I look in the mirror,
I see an outer skin,
Wishing I could see clearer,
Knowing the true me is built-in.

My heart pounds in my chest,
It makes its way through my arms and ears,
I'm tired of feeling possessed,
I just want to shed pounds of tears.

My friends see me skirmish,
But then again they don't,
Whispers in my mind flourish,
Some of them were loant.

I take midnight walks,
Talk to the stars,
My chest then free of rocks,
Take some for memoirs.

Back up is eons away,
Standing, being my own backbone,
Knowing the true me is here to stay,
Could I really be a gemstone?