Back comes the mask.
The personality everyone loves.
Away go these feelings,
Leaving me empty.
Back comes the mask.
Making sure to keep everyone out,
And everything in.
And suddenly I'm gone.
Back comes the mask.
The real face kept secret,
Forgotten by all but one.
All but me.
These last few have been written for a while now. I haven't really been writing a lot in the past days. Hope you've liked them.
-Z
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Nobody Believes Me
PoetryJust a book of random poetry, short stories, and whatever else I felt the need to write. Enjoy I guess :^) Completed.
