Behind the Mask
Mask of black
Head to toe
Hold the tears back
So no one will know
Behind the mask
The real me
Cannot finish simple tasks
But good will come to ones who see
Behind the mask
Tears of red drop from my arm
Yet no one will ever ask
Why would one cause such harm?
Labels come from everywhere
“Emo! You worship the devil!”
With a mask, no one will care
“You’re just a stupid lesbian rebel!”
Remove my mask!
I beg and plead!
Then myself I stop and ask…
Rainbow tears of hatred, they would see…
They would see the real me
Quiet and small
Please don’t look! I beg and plea
Like a dead leaf, let me fall
They would see what I dislike
Not think twice about my heart
“You are just a stupid dyke!”
Watch me, watch me, fall apart
Behind the mask I hide
Recounting when I grabbed my knife
Praying, praying, I would die
The nights I attempted to take my life
Behind the mask I have been betrayed
The scars do remain
Although I can live without the blade
I still crave to slice my vein
Mask of black
Head to toe
Hold the tears back
So no one will know…
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