My mask is hand crafted and painted
Over the years it was made
Not a tear was shed
Not an emotion let through
Until I finally met you
It wanted to break
It wanted to fall
It wanted to share it all
I repaired it time and time again
Keeping it together
So nothing is shown
My mask keeps me from you
Keeps all that is not even true
I lie to myself
Over and over again
I'm not wanted
I'm not loved
I'm nothing but useless
I'm not even worth it
I'm a failure
I'm not me
I lie to myself but tell you the truth
My mask it wants to split
Right in two
So I can never repair it
So it can show all
But that mask was made over time
It started out as nothing and grew into something
So I can start over
But then the old me is lost
And a new me is found
So my mask keeps me from you
A very good thing
To keep it in between
All there is and all there will be
Which is nothing in between
Not you
Not me
Never again
As well at it seems
I'm lost in the seams
If what I want this mask to say
No more happy
I don't want sad
How about mutual
So I never have to guess
Why my mask is broken
Again I wonder
Why is it to be
My mask is broken but not cause of me
It's cause of you and some of me
It's a beautiful hand crafter
a hand painted mask
Why did it break
Was it time to let go and stop living in the past
Or is it because I love you
I won't ever know
Cause I'll never let it break.
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