Masquerader I am a masquerader Hiding behind a false mask No one knows my identity In the end is that to much to ask For one person to truly know The real me The scared, lonely, but kind me Instead of my ugly mask, The dead indifferent shell, That I use to shield myself From the cruel world Is it to much to ask? For one person to see through my cold barrier And shatter it And in turn free the real me And let this masquerader Relieve her mask
Radioactive Tapeworm · Mon Aug 14, 2006 @ 04:33am · 0 Comments |