Mask

I'm happy and optimistic,

sometimes even sarcastic

You think that you know

Me...

You don't know how wrong you are,

with all those stupid names you call...

Me

And I take them without much worry

But then you haven't seen the real...

Me...

The only thing you see...

Is my mask...

I am kinda depressed

How people threat me,

How did you call me?

With you being so carefree?

With every word what you say

You create a tear behind my mask

Every time you see me

You have to say something to insult me..

But I hate what you do

And I don't think you know it too

You think I am deaf

For the words you whisper to your friends...

But I am not

And every time you did this to me...

A tear is coming behind my mask...

And it almost broke...


Sorry, I just have it difficult at school and just found a way to express my emotions...