I just write now
I feel like no one will understand. no one will love me if I speak up.
But then the truth hurts.
I wake up every day with a different mask
from last night's sleep.
my pillow is soaking in
Salty water.
Cause I just can't speak.
But now I just take a pad
and a pen
and drop down the feelings
I've been hiding.
and that helps.
But what about the fake mask?
Which i carry time to time
will it reflect on me
my personality?
my future.
I wonder...
I stare at the mirror,
my thoughts are conflicted,
wondering if I'd ever love another,
these tears that rush down my face,
carry a lot of stories,
but I decide to move on.
It hurts
but I have to move on
sooner or later ..
otherwise I'll suffer .
Co-writer :Skholiwe
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