I look in the mirror And what do I see My face looking right back at me I shake my head and hope to see The real person staring back at me
Behind the eyes confusion and stress But a smile that looks so fresh No signs of unhappiness can be seen In the face looking back at me.
Contradictions too many to list Are hidden within the face I see Torment ,happiness, anger, love Should I really show them In the face looking back at me.
Caus really who wants to see All these things happening to me Not even I acknowledge the facts And hide them so no one can see In the face looking back at me
I need to find the inner strength That everyone else can see inside of me Once these things are all aligned There be no more hiding the real me In the face looking back at me .
The masks we wear around others, it is so much unnecessary work. We assume too much, that people really won't like the real face we show if we show it. I had a friend the other day have a shook up bottle of pop get all over her lap and she was worried that people would think she had an accident. I said that this is the fair, people are too busy to even notice or care.
Comments (2)