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by cara Jun 5, 2006 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
When I lie back in bed at night I think about my day. Sometimes I will be happy, But sometimes as I lay, I realize my mask didnâ??t cover Everything that should be hidden And hope my friends will think, â??Oh, she was just kidding.â?? My mask is there to cover The sadness in my heart. I used to be a happy person Right from the start. Things have changed my life, And Iâ??m not who I used to be. But, my friends need the person That really is not me.