Sometimes I wake up
And pretend that I'm better
Put on my mask, and pull on my sweater,
It feels like a hug, and safety,
And lately, I could use some love,
So I smile in the mirror
After I hide in concealer
So im safer, not freer
Hi, this is 'me',
why don't you meet her?
Another old poem... it's funny, the things you learn about yourself from what you forgot you wrote...