| subject: | Mirror Mask |
| post date: | 2008-03-10 19:10:52 |
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Fake
Anything made to appear otherwise than it actually is; counterfeit.
Good call.
Fake
My smile when you ask, “What’s wrong?”
My calm reassurance that “I’m just tired.”
Yeah, tired of this.
Fake
My confident stride and care about school.
You think that I’m perfect.
Why can’t you see through this Mirror Mask?
A one-way mask showing what you want to see.
Fake
My scoffs about self-mutilation.
You don’t see the truth on me.
The still bleeding-scabbing cuts
The only way that I can feel real.
Fake
My sardonic teasing of your childishness.
It is only to hide my wish that I could be me,
Or someone else. Not this
Fake
I change my actions and thoughts around you.
It makes others say, “What a nice girl.”
Well I have news for you, all of you.
It is FaKe
I am not well.
I need help but you can’t see through
My cracking façade.
Well, I’m done being
Fake
A mannequin that fits your will,
But now that I have chosen to be real
Not a liar, or a pretender, or an actor in this game.
“You're sick,” you say. “What’s wrong with you?” they demand.
You said that you hated people that were
Fake
Now that I’m real you don’t like what you see.
Now that I am imperfect, twisted, deformed, perverse in your eyes
You have to know that the ‘real’ me is nothing but a mask. A
Fake
“You’re a liar,” you spit. Yes, I am a liar.
I pretended that you would understand.
I want to say, “You are wrong,” I want you to know me,
The real me. Without care of what others say.
Maybe it is better to go through life
An actor, a mask, a pretender, a liar…a-a
Fake
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