My mask is my sanity
The thing that holds my smile
It hides all my sadness and anger
And I feel alright for a while
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But sometimes I slip up
I get caught off of my guard
Revealing all my pain
And just how much I am scarred
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I try to cover it up
With my already cracked mask
But it doesn't always work
It doesn't match for the task
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There has been too many eyes
That have seen me fault
They found out what lyes behind
My supposedly strong vault
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Behind is something visous
Something no one wants to see
And yet people try to find it
As if they want to let it free
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If I kept it hidden for so long
Then it's bound to be in bad shape
Bruises, bumps, scrapes, and scars
The mask would have been easier to tape
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But now it's out
There is no reverse
The beast is out
And that is your curse
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There will be no mercy
Only suffering and pain
But which side is innocent
And who is to blame
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I have made mistakes
And so have you
Forgiveness is not an option
No, today you will rue
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No pity remains in you
You only fear what's behind
And that is why I keep hidden
The monster inside
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Insights and Poems
RandomJust some stuff I write when I'm bored or just have the urge too. They may range from hurtful things to romantic things.