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Jan 13, 2005 14:50

There is another me that lives
behind this mortal mask ,
The face that I present to you
is one for which you ask.,
The real me is hidden deep
behind this wall I've built ,
To keep the prying eyes from seeing
all the hurt and guilt ,
In cob-webbed corners of my soul
I cower from the light,
Which struggles to illuminate
the feelings that I fight.

I'll make you laugh to hide my tears
that fall inside as rain,
Or talk to you of happiness
to hide the bitter pain,
Self doubt is camouflaged by words
of confidence I speak,
The smile I give you covers up
an outlook that is bleak ,
My boasting and my laughter
are no more than a mirage,
That vainly tries to help me cope
with life's endless barrage.

this is actually one i wrote in nov but am reposting it, will post the new one in a few minutes....
alright i typd it and will put it on here but keep in mind that when i ws writing it i ddnt stop and check to see of it made sense

We always search the missing,
When plenty is in store.
We always seek the broken,
When we see that there is more
Than openness and emptiness
And all that pulls us down,
But soon enough a lesson comes
And turns us all around.
Our minds are changed,
New hopes are formed,
And we are something new
And gradually our thoughts are turned
Down better avenues.
We learn to search what fills us,
And keep us alive and well,
If only that could happen
To broken ones as well.
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