thirty five
They think they know me all so well,
But behind this mask I secretly dwell.
I hide my thoughts, my feelings too,
I hide so well from all of you.
I smile away the tears that fall,
I show no sign of weakness at all.
I hide behind an empty screen,
I'm different inside, not what I seem.
My hurt and tears get locked away,
And forever behind this mask they'll stay.
No matter how hard they try to escape,
I'll hide away all my mistakes.
I hide me well, every day,
Forever in disguise I'll stay.
I'll smile away the tears that fall,
I'll show no sign of weakness at all.
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r e d e m p t i o n
Poezjaredemption /rɪˈdɛm(p)ʃ(ə)n noun the action of saving or being saved from sin, error, or evil.
