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Don’t be fooled by me. Don’t be fooled by the face I wear.
For I wear a mask, a thousand masks, Masks that I’m afraid to take off,
And none of them is me, Pretending is an art that’s second nature to me, But don’t be fooled, For God’s sake don’t be fooled, I give the impression that I’m secure, That confidence is my name, and coolness is my game,
That the waters calm and I’m in command, And that I need no one, But don’t believe me, My surface may seem smooth but my surface, Is my mask ever-varying and ever-concealing, Beneath lies is no complacence, Beneath lies confusion, fear and aloneness, But I hide this. I don’t want anybody to know it, I panic at the thought of my weakness and fear being exposed,
That’s why I frantically create a mask to hide behind, a nonchalant sophisticated facade, to help me pretend, to shield me from the glance that knows, but such a glance is precisely my salvation. My only hope and I know it, That is, if it’s followed by acceptance, If it’s followed by love, It’s the only thing that can liberate me from myself, From my own self built prison walls, From the barriers I so painstakingly erect, It’s the only thing that will assure me, Of what I can assure myself, That I’m really worth something, I don’t like to hide, I don’t like to play superficial phony games, I want to stop playing them. I want to be spontaneous and me, But you’ve got to help me, you’ve got to hold out your hand. Even when that’s the last thing I seem to want
Only you can wipe away from my eyes the bland stare of the breathing dead
Only you can all me into aliveness. Each time you’re kind and gentle and encouraging, each time you try to understand because you really care, my heart begins to grow wings, very small wings, very feeble wings, but wings! With your power to touch me into felling you can breathe life into me
I want you to know that.
~Unknown Author
 SmexxiiMiranda · Thu Oct 09, 2008 @ 03:38am · 0 Comments |
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