my mask

How could you stand just watching me

slowly fade from this place?

I seemed so happy

to put on my clown face.

How could you only sit there,

As I scattered,

pieces in the wind?

Finally I found a place where I could belong,

No need for a ‘wish I could be there face’.

I sat there naked and you just stared,

You offered me no hope.

I fell to pieces.

A crumpled pile of lost dreams,

The land of lonely things.

You gave me no comfort when I was bare,

Silent and all alone.

No tear you shed for my broken body,

Only when I was beautiful,

You gave me a place that I could call home.

My rage, my wrath, my face, my mask,

What was it all for?

You didn’t love me for me,

You only loved the mask,

that covered the me before.