Masks

July 10, 2013

Hidden, make up, cover up,

to hide what's up inside,

no spoken words what's up in your mind,

outside appearance to cover what's inside,

stand in front of a mirror,

i pull that mask back, face full of tears,

you still try to put the make up back on but from you whipping your eyes,

its all stirred, and after Halloween pasts,

nit and day we will all still be wearing masks

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