How Can You Love Me?

How can you look at me
every day and every night
and watch me smile and laugh
but don't see the truth I hide?

How can you look at me
and see my masks on display
but not the me deep beneath
hidden away?

How can you look at me
and see only that what I want
see a happiness I don't feel
and not the pain that is real?

I don't understand how
you find my play and
I don't understand how
you claim it's an inspiration

I don't understand how
you think me beautiful and
I don't understand how
you can say that I'm perfect
when I'm nothing but ugly and broken

I get by day to day
crying and dying just a little inside
wondering and sighing
wanting to know, why?

It's taken me so long
to build up this face
that you see every day
while underneath I'm rotting

I think of killing and blood
and so very evil things
of stealing and corruption
and so much pain and hatred

How can you not see the vile in me?

How can you not see the evil I am?

I don't understand
I don't understand

How can you love me?

Impulse Write 3/11/2011 3:24AM