
My mask is my ultimate weapon against emotions, lies, and myself. But right now...my mask is under repair...
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Angst/Poetry - Words: 72 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 02-29-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3001449
|
|
A+ A- |
My heart has a mask that shields me from lies.
Blocks all emotion, and covers my eyes.
My mask is a weapon that saves me from pain.
I smile fake smiles, and try to keep sane.
My mask is a fraud which hides what I feel.
Shows what you want, not what is real.
My mask is my only face you can see,
Because who I am can reside only with me.
|
||||||