losing my mask

You fell in love with this mask I wear.
But when I show myself, is's not there.
You tell me how wonderful it looks.
The real me hidden in shadowy nooks.
Could you ever love the creature inside.
The only thing I fight to hide.
The real me is harsh, damaged, and cruel.
If I told you you would feel like a fool.

So I keep it on, and I hope that you never go away.
I dont want to be me,I want you to stay.
I fight and fight to keep it on.
If it falls off you will be gone.
All this fighting is making me weak.
The future beging to look so bleak.
And now I want to be myself
And hang this old mask on top of a shelf.
Will you accept me with all my wounds and scars.
Or leave me, wishin on stars.