Grinning, Smiles
Happyness, and smirks
Wide eyes, filled with energy
Giggles and laughs
It's all a mask.
For months i wore that mask
Tight, and frim.
I didn't let it fall.
I kept it on and never let it slip
Never showing.. What was inside.
Inside, was a different story
Frowns, tears
Nervousness, anger
Screams and sobs
It was me, inside.
So? Whats the problem?
I just pretended.
I was an actor, practicing
for the show of my life.
I couldn't let it fall,
that mask.
I held it on dearly..
It was all i had.
Then it cracked,
that fatefull hot, august day.
When i broke,
and fell to start to decay.
I grabed that razor
and tore open the mask,
letting out my feelings
like a waterfall
of emotion.
I almost died,
feeling naked,
with out my mask on tight.
I felt the tears, caked onto my face.
And the ruby red stains,
dried onto my wrist.
The mask shattered that day,
and i started letting it out.
No more hiding
No more little white lies
No more disappering eyes.
My eyes didn't sparkle, even that fake shine
My mouth didn't move, even with the sarcasism,
right on my tounge.
My ears only listened, never really hearing.
My hands felt, more than before.
Felt the sting of life
and the hurt of scars.
But, better now,
the mask has been forgotton.
But that dull ness and sadness
Still lingers on here.
My soul, forever stained
with scars,
of the mask.
Happyness, and smirks
Wide eyes, filled with energy
Giggles and laughs
It's all a mask.
For months i wore that mask
Tight, and frim.
I didn't let it fall.
I kept it on and never let it slip
Never showing.. What was inside.
Inside, was a different story
Frowns, tears
Nervousness, anger
Screams and sobs
It was me, inside.
So? Whats the problem?
I just pretended.
I was an actor, practicing
for the show of my life.
I couldn't let it fall,
that mask.
I held it on dearly..
It was all i had.
Then it cracked,
that fatefull hot, august day.
When i broke,
and fell to start to decay.
I grabed that razor
and tore open the mask,
letting out my feelings
like a waterfall
of emotion.
I almost died,
feeling naked,
with out my mask on tight.
I felt the tears, caked onto my face.
And the ruby red stains,
dried onto my wrist.
The mask shattered that day,
and i started letting it out.
No more hiding
No more little white lies
No more disappering eyes.
My eyes didn't sparkle, even that fake shine
My mouth didn't move, even with the sarcasism,
right on my tounge.
My ears only listened, never really hearing.
My hands felt, more than before.
Felt the sting of life
and the hurt of scars.
But, better now,
the mask has been forgotton.
But that dull ness and sadness
Still lingers on here.
My soul, forever stained
with scars,
of the mask.