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During a rough patch in my life all these thoughts were swarming my brain and this is it. |
Behind the mask I wear Is a person I hate to be. Because nobody ever gets the chance, To see the real me. Behind the mask I wear A coward lay behind, Afraid of what the world dished out With no safe place to find. Behind the mask I wear A child runs from fear. The boogey-man’s out to get me “oh daddy, are you near?” Behind the mask I wear Is a drunken sore that’s me To thirst that drink, it made me think What a messed up girl, I be. Behind the mask I wear Fat clings to my bones. No one loves me for what they see don’t call me names, throw stones! Behind the mask I wear To look into the mirror, A child wanders aimlessly As old age draws nearer. Behind the mask I wear A new one’s just been found A mask that changed my attitude And turned my life around. Behind the mask, the new one I wear A handful of broken dreams made me aware That life is an abundance of ups and downs And other options to share. Behind my new mask, I wear A chance to succeed Another chance to start over And a person someone may need. I wear my new mask with confidence With strength, self esteem and a smile I wear my new mask with love and affection To go for quite awhile. The tears I cried were heavy with pain My new mask took them away Behind my new mask, I am OUT and proud With endless voice of say. ****{/center} {/center} |