I wear a mask.
I hide myself,
Because I'm afraid of what I might find out there.
I haven't been myself
In what seems like a thousand years.
I try to find the old me
But I've disappeared.
My mask gets more worn out
With every tear I cry.
But I can't take it off
No matter how hard I try.
No one knows the real me.
For she was lost so long ago.
She may come back someday,
But so far she hasn't shown.
I'd love to rock my ugly;
To show a face that's actually my own.
And I may be miserable like this,
But it's better than being alone.
I hate my mask.
I hate wearing it all the time.
Maybe someday I'll take it off.
Then the real me will get a chance to shine.