Few really know me
Many think they do
And those people jump to conclusions
Based on the mask they see every day
While I cry
As a wonderful life fades away
It seems like it gets harder day to day
So I just put on my mask
And wash my feelings away
Funny how no one tries
To see what's going on inside
They say the eyes are the key to the soul
And I wonder why, behind my mask, its so cold
So I look for a sun
Someone to lean on
Depend on
But he only shines occasionally
And he cant see past the mask i wear
Even though my troubles i do share
So while i wait for that day
Behind my mask
I will stay
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An Original Mind
RastgeleA book of original poetry that takes on many different outlooks on life from the many different perspectives i have encountered. Some people may be able to relate but even if you don't I hope these poems become ones that you won't easily forget. WAR...
