When I am alone
people wonder, what is she doing?
I act as if I am outgoing, cheerful, full of life
but it is all a mask to cover up what is in my head
People don't fear me, but if they took even a peek into my mind
They would never be the same
The shadows of fear follow me
People scare me
Only a few truly know me
This mask, people think it's really me
but it's not
I didn't always wear it but it was always there
I have worn it for so long, it has worn down
I can no longer hide my emotions behind it well
One hit to the face and it pours out
Like a waterfall covered by a dam
My mask is now gone...
I'll just make a new one.
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