UNDERNEATH

Underneath the warth and smiles,
i'm there

There is why i am frail and angry
trying so hard to understand,
and filing miserably

There is wherei am rude and ugly,
Where I amtired and confused,
Ans no one seems to understand
My insanity

And down there is were I am hurt and depressed,
And my self-loathing
Is impenetrable

And down there is where I question,
All that is me and surronds me,
All of the masks that people wear,
So much like my own.....

For, down there,
Where I am moody and sad,
I am possibly,
Absolutely,
Incredibly,

Alone.