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My Mask
My Mask
She
A girl
So happy it seems
Lived in a world of depression
And being lost in her made up reality
People saw her
With a personality so bright
Not knowing
She cried herself to sleep at night
Walking around this town
This world
Wearing a mask
To hide her past
Her present
Cutting away lies she told
Ones not bad
Only the hidden
UNKOWN
She wears long sleeves and baggy pants
As to fulfill more of this mask
She never went out
She lived in her room
When she left
It was to school
Where she put on a smile
SO BIG
To cover up the tears she held in
The pain of what she went through
Nobody knew
Acting as One
Being someone else Two
Living her life in a cracked up shell
Not coming out
No matter how loud she yelled
Whatever she did
This Life
Held her down
This secret identity would destroy her somehow
“I don’t want”
“I don’t want this life”
She doesn’t want this mask
She doesn’t want to lie
Forever be trapped
Hidden all the time
So what does she do
Something noble and brave
She takes it by the handful
And pulls so hard
Seeing
A Secret Identity
Dying
On the floor.
She
A girl
So happy it seems
Lived in a world of depression
And being lost in her made up reality
People saw her
With a personality so bright
Not knowing
She cried herself to sleep at night
Walking around this town
This world
Wearing a mask
To hide her past
Her present
Cutting away lies she told
Ones not bad
Only the hidden
UNKOWN
She wears long sleeves and baggy pants
As to fulfill more of this mask
She never went out
She lived in her room
When she left
It was to school
Where she put on a smile
SO BIG
To cover up the tears she held in
The pain of what she went through
Nobody knew
Acting as One
Being someone else Two
Living her life in a cracked up shell
Not coming out
No matter how loud she yelled
Whatever she did
This Life
Held her down
This secret identity would destroy her somehow
“I don’t want”
“I don’t want this life”
She doesn’t want this mask
She doesn’t want to lie
Forever be trapped
Hidden all the time
So what does she do
Something noble and brave
She takes it by the handful
And pulls so hard
Seeing
A Secret Identity
Dying
On the floor.
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