The Mask
You look at me
you see a smile
but if you looked inside
you would see a frown
I hide
i hide behind the mask
I hide behind the fake smile
I was scared of what
you think of me
I put on a fake smile
I put on a fake me.
you took the bate
I kept up the mask
you think you know me
the me that is not me
no one knows
the face behind the mask.
I cant show it to anyone
it is scarred, briused, dying
I took of the mask one day
and behind it was
nothing
i lost the real me
you think you know me
the me that is not me
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