Masked

A long time ago, I was wounded mentally by those surrounding me. But in order to continue on, I made a mask. To this day I wear it. Yet it never seems to hide the me who wants to be free inside.

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I've grown too strong to be weak 

At this moment in time

So I'll put up my walls

To hide from the world

I'll put on my mask

So then my tears won't flow

Fake a smile here and there

Just to make the "good" times last

But I'll never forget

That deep down inside

The real me is waiting

To come out and shine

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