My Mask

by ForgottonUnloved   Oct 11, 2005


Born of darkness and hatred
made up of the blood and tears
that flow like the Colorado River from me
made to fool people

to fool everyone
hides me from everyone
hate gives it volume
and fear keeps it alive

it keeps me invisible
makes people pass me by
without a second thought
or a second glance

I could cry
and not one would notice
my mast will hide it
only my voice used to give me away

I have trained my voice
to hide it now
my mask is now flaw-less
and i have cut myself off from the world

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