Disguise

Disrespectfully nice

I'm a master of pretending

It seems to be never-ending

The amount of pain I hold in

Disguising what's deep down

To keep people away and locked out

I can't express my feelings so I keep smiling and engaging

It's hard to hold inside these desires that are raging

I don't want anyone to know the real me

As I stand alone very firmly

I can't explain what isn't spoken

These broken feelings and emotions

Don't try to offer any help

I don't want to find a solution

Ive been this way since birth and I have slowly executed

Any weakness or anything that doesn't offer me superior strength

I am a master of pretending

And my ways are never ending

  • Author: Rel\'s Requiem (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 7th, 2017 03:33
  • Category: Unclassified
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