Who am I beneath this facade?
Do they know?
Underneath this mask, there is a heart begging you to understand
I can't trust you
Not yet, not with who I am
You hide yourself with a grim and dancing smile
Jeering at me from inside
No, you won't know
For though you may try to pry off my cover for your own pleasure
I will keep you at bay
My mysteries and true smile are for those who are worthwhile
And you have proven to be a grievous mistake of my time
To even let my guard down
Would prove disastrous to my already cluttered mind
My shield,
My sword,
My mask,
I keep it for people like you
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Invisible Ink
PoetryMy random poetry that expresses my thoughts feelings and experiences. Many of these poems reflect some of the darker times in my life while others celebrate how blessed I have found myself to be. However quite a few of these are not about me. I have...
