Behind My Mask
It's easy to fake emotions
To hide behind a pretty smile
Being able to think of a concotion
Just to stay a while
You all don't know what goes around
What people feel when they're really down
You see me smile but do you really know?
How I feel when I go home?
I cry and bleed
I cut and scratch
But you'll never know
Behind my mask.
I've been in a really depressing mood lately. Don't ask why, but I have. So I needed to write somthing and there it is. My attempt at a poem. Don't worry guys, I don't cut anymore. It's just I've been thinking about when I was molested and I haven't thought about it for a long time. *sigh* It's tuff guys, it really is.
XxScared2DreamxX Community Member 
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