Masks

Masks

I wear a thousand masks. Yet, none of them are me. I wear them because I'm so afraid of what people might see. I have one to hide my tears, I have one to hide my pain. I have a mask to wear for just about everything. I'm afraid to take them off, and hang them high up on my wall. For if someone sees the real me, will anyone like me at all? I have learn to hide my feelings, I'm capable of blocking out my tears. If I can shut out all emotions, what is left for me to fear? Can anyone see that I am crying? Can you see that I'm in need? I'm tired of pretending, to be someone who's not me. I don't want to live my life this way, I'm tired of living out these lies. It's time I throw my masks away. Its time I tell them all goodbye...