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Taken in by a thought,
That was barely taught.
An idea, once clear
Now choked in fear.
Past memories supporting belief
Now gone, reality in stark relief.
All the battles past fought,
Inner peace dearly bought.
Might as well be lost,
Damned be the cost.
The comfort that I sought,
Cannot of been for naught.
That was barely taught.
An idea, once clear
Now choked in fear.
Past memories supporting belief
Now gone, reality in stark relief.
All the battles past fought,
Inner peace dearly bought.
Might as well be lost,
Damned be the cost.
The comfort that I sought,
Cannot of been for naught.
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My Mask
So many nights with the razor to my wrist
so many scars that turn and twist
showing the pain, hurt and deceit
each and every day, doomed to repeat
My facade has been built
I wear my mask, but with guilt
why is it so hard to break down and cry
it hurts too much, even to try
My true self hidden behind a wall
to climb, its much too tall
break it down slowly, chip it away
maybe I'll be free one day
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My Mask
Do you like it?
My Mask which hides my emotions
I think it's flawless
It's a sign of pure devotion
Towards you and your lies
What are you talking about?
Calling me expressionless
I can't be blamed for what this mask does
Without this mask I am defenceless
Against everyone and those harmful words
It's a form of protection
This blank smooth mask
It reflects other people's emotions
Fulfilling its task
Fooling me, fooling everyone
Now leave me as I hide
Go ahead, Run
While I can still control these destructive feelings inside
Run away before I show you the monster I've become
You haven't noticed
Since
I always
Wear
My Beau
Literature
Masks
When a smile is a frown
And a frown is a smile,
The eyes we must crown
For relinquishing wile,
When a laugh is a tear
And a tear holds no pain,
Will fear fear to fear
And fearfully abstain?
When the act is the truth
We've lied to believe,
And the fable in sooth
Is but a peerless weave,
When each mortal mistake
Is a tale and a song
And the scriptures are fake
Or perhaps they're wrong,
When the mind is the eye
That sees the outside
But shame, it's too shy
Of the tongue which has lied,
When the answers are easy
To the questions unknown,
Do you not feel queasy
Of how little we've grown?
When acceptance is feigning
For it
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I think it's awesome. And it is.
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All the effort is pointless if you don't believe in yourself.
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All the effort is pointless if you don't believe in yourself.