The real me

this is a part of the real me anyway enjoy my poem

people say that im honest men

that my mask

i put the mask everyday

but it that a mask of fake smile

the real me 

is a paper whit words

im the ghost of love

because im not who you say i am

why do i do this?

i dont want you to be worry 

i want you to be happy 

dont worry my mask get the dirt

my heart is a child on a corner

where he sit and hide

until love come and get him

my mask mean nothing

the real me is on the words i write

people say im the crazy funny guy

im not 

im just a romantic men

all that remains is paper as my skin

ink as my blood

line as my eyes

dont trow me away because

i put the mask of fake smile

to make you happy 

i would kiss you 

i would hug you

i would love you

but my mask wont let me 

find me 

love me

hug me

kiss me

and i will give you more

then you hope

until then my mask wont break

Author's Note

everything plz

Reviews

[EMW]

Again this is very good. Same suggestions as your other poem I commented on.