Behind the mask I so cleverly made, made so only the ones I trust may know, know of the secrets that run my little show,
is a girl who feels so very alone, lost and attempting to find a way home.
It hurts, knowing some one you once trusted betrayed you with lies.
Now do you see? Why only a few know the real me?
I've let you in behind my walls, and then you toyed with the things you saw. Well now my mask is stronger, what you say has no affect on me,
or so it may seam...
I've tried to make you see behind my facade,but you don't understand my thoughts, my emotions that flow in a rush, out of my pencil and onto this paper.
I have given you my all in this poem, but expect nothing out of it.
You will never understand.
For this was only a peak behind my mask,and past the lies,
the lie deep in my past...