MASKS

I WAKE UP EACH DAY NOT KNOWING WHO I AM OR WILL BE.
I WAKE UP AND MY WARDROBE IS A CLOSET FULL OF MASKS, NOT CLOTHES.
I NEVER LEAVE THE HOUSE EMPTY HANDED. I ALWAYS CARRY MORE THEN ONE.
I AM NEVER UNPREPARED.

MY HAIR NEVER CHANGES AND MY EYES STAY THE SAME.
BECAUSE OF THIS PEOPLE THINK THEY KNOW ME INSIDE AND OUT

I HIDE NOT JUST FROM OTHERS BUT FROM MYSELF AS WELL.
I DECEIVE NOT JUST OTHERS BUT MYSELF AS WELL.
I HAVE LEARNED TO LOCK OTHERS OUT, AND MYSELF AS WELL.

MY MASKS, MY FRIENDS, MY SAVIORS, MY COMFORT.
THEY CARRY ME THROUGH EACH DAY AND DO NOT LET ME COME IN HARMS WAY.
THEY GUARD ME WHEN NEEDED,
THEY SMILE FOR ME WHEN I DON'T WANT TO,
THEY ARE MY SILENCE WHEN I FEEL RAGE,
THEY ARE WHO I AM BECAUSE I AM NO LONGER ME.

I MAKE SURE TO STAY UNKNOWN TO OTHERS
THIS WAY I NEVER HURT AND EVEN WHEN IT DOES IT NEVER SHOWS
WHEN THOSE OTHERS GET TO CLOSE FOR COMFORT I SLYLY, NEVER LETTING THEM KNOW IT,
JUST GO THE OTHER WAY.


MY MASKS, MY FRIENDS, MY SAVIORS, MY COMFORT.
TO ALL I STAY UNKNOWN, EVEN TO MYSELF

MY COLLECTION IS LARGE AND BROAD TO COVER IT ALL
I JUST WISH THAT I COULD FIND THE ONE THAT TRULY FITS,

I WISH I COULD JUST FIND THE REAL MEĀ 

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