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The Girl Behind the Mask
You can't see the cascade of endless tears concealed behind her mask of pain
You assume nothing is wrong
Inside her heart bleeds, leaving a crimson trail in her wake
She hides inside herself dying a little more each day
She relishes her time alone not having to hide behind lies
At night she tries to cry her pain to sleep with eyes shut tight seeing her inside self
she keeps her secret hidden behind the walls she built so high
wanting nothing more than to purge herself of this hell; but the pain is just buried to deep, she feels it to her very core
behind closed doors she lets the demons out crying out loud
her Wounded pride keeps her locked in seclusion
This girl looks in the mirror with blood shot eyes and wonders who she is
she looks familiar, I thought I knew her at some point,
deep down I wish I still did
Her eyes tell a story of sad goodbyes and sorrows
staring back at herself she sees a lifetime of pain
permanently embedded in her retinas
she whispers to herself" mirror mirror on the wall
tell me how to end it all"
amongst the hustle and bustle of the world around her she smiles bright with all her might
while inside are many years of undried tears
So much she wants to say, but keeps it all locked inside
For fear of being scrutinized
You can look past broken eyes ,reveling a soulless shadow no one sees
Disguised behind a mask you won’t recognize
If you did you would realize this girl is really me
You assume nothing is wrong
Inside her heart bleeds, leaving a crimson trail in her wake
She hides inside herself dying a little more each day
She relishes her time alone not having to hide behind lies
At night she tries to cry her pain to sleep with eyes shut tight seeing her inside self
she keeps her secret hidden behind the walls she built so high
wanting nothing more than to purge herself of this hell; but the pain is just buried to deep, she feels it to her very core
behind closed doors she lets the demons out crying out loud
her Wounded pride keeps her locked in seclusion
This girl looks in the mirror with blood shot eyes and wonders who she is
she looks familiar, I thought I knew her at some point,
deep down I wish I still did
Her eyes tell a story of sad goodbyes and sorrows
staring back at herself she sees a lifetime of pain
permanently embedded in her retinas
she whispers to herself" mirror mirror on the wall
tell me how to end it all"
amongst the hustle and bustle of the world around her she smiles bright with all her might
while inside are many years of undried tears
So much she wants to say, but keeps it all locked inside
For fear of being scrutinized
You can look past broken eyes ,reveling a soulless shadow no one sees
Disguised behind a mask you won’t recognize
If you did you would realize this girl is really me
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