Welcome to Gaia! :: View User's Journal | Gaia Journals

Masks


People say they wear masks,
Some do and some don't...
I know some who do,
I know some who don't...
I wear a mask, not only one though;
I wear a mask everywhere I go...
Each time it's a different one;
I wear one to hide...
People wear them to hide,
As do I, as well I wear them so I don't hurt people...
Everyone sees a different mask of mine,
When someone sees through the mask I have for them

I say that the one they see now is who I am...
But it is not the truth,
Truth behold I don't even know who the real me is...
I look through my masks at night;
Looking for one I should be to you...
Looking through them all,
Wandering why I hurt you with the mask I have for you...
Wandering why I give myself pain,
By giving you pain every time I wear the mask...
I should throw the masks away,
Throw them away so I don't hurt you...
But I can't I need them,
They are what hides me from the truth...
But I don't remember the truth;
I can't find the truth...
I need to though,
But it's too hard,
I can't seem to do it alone...
I don't know why,
And I don't think anyone will help me...