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Author: upsidedown.underwater
Fiction Rated: T - English - Angst - Reviews: 1 - Published: 09-30-07 - Updated: 09-30-07 - Complete - id:2420761

You can’t see
What’s hidden behind the mask.
I might put on my brave face
But deep down, I’m terrified and scared,
Alone and unprotected and I don’t know what to do with myself.
Some days my mask of hate is on,
But really, I love you
And really, I don’t know where I would be
If you weren’t around to be with me.
My strong mask, the one you see everyday
Isn’t who I am; I’m weak emotionally
I’m weak mentally; I can’t handle this
I can’t handle this confusion .
I might don my independent face
But in this sad reality
I need you, I need you more than anything
More than I need water and air
More than I need food and shelter
You are my heart and soul
You are my reason for living
You are my reason for wearing the mask



© Copyright 2007 upsidedown.underwater (FictionPress ID:580507).


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