Touch me

Touch me
Anywhere, anytime
I just want to know I am capable of feeling something
I am scared that I've lost the ability to
I just want someone to touch me

Love me
Anyhow, anytime
I just want to know what it feels like
I am scared that I will never experience its true meaning
I just want someone to love me

Dead, I feel dead
floating through this word without a care
drifting in the wind with no ability to change or stop
no one can see, no one will notice
my mask will cover the flaws i possess
this mask restrains me form touch
this mask restrains me from love
this mask will be the death of me
this mask must go

My true self is what i'm mostly afraid of
what if it's not good enough?
what if it belongs with the other rejects of this world?
what is no one is able to love it like I do?

Inside I am beautiful, and I know it
outside I am beautiful, and I know it
But do they?