Love for one,
Loved by another,
Knowing the heartache
Would you share the pain?
Or make someone else have a dream?

There's so much
too much if ask me,
why does it need to be like this?
we're all the same
yet so different
yelling!
screaming!
Just for what we want..
but, there can never be a compromise
instead, it's just always filled with more lies
although, with so many lies
we'll miss the truth,
when it's right in our faces..
We're all so crude
yet, how could you expect so much?
these violent terrors are not just by the actions of people
but, by their violent thoughts instead
that grew inside their heads
from being emotional themselves,
exceeded beyond belief.
a feeling of revenge and anger,
maybe even one day remorse..
but, it's all caused by another action
to create such thoughts.
a chain..
that's all it is.
Where did it begin?
When will it end?
I feel it myself sometimes,
a fear of no fear,
action beyond recognition,
pride over dignity,
and that itself is what this world can be.
A very scary place
with no ears to listen.

I wish I could show you more
then I actually have
But, if that's all you look for
Well, that's too bad..

I'm a waste space..
                                                         ­                                     you're just in a rut.
I've got to get out of this place.
                                                          ­                                 you think to much..
I always see her face.
                                                           ­                                    I know, it's rough.
life really *****.
                                                          ­                           would you just shut up?
But, I'm so weak..
                                                          ­                  you're stronger then you look
I can't even sleep
                                                           ­                              why not read a book?
Because, I don't want to
I'm in too much pain,
something you wouldn't get
it's no wonder you're sane.
                                                           ­                                    Is their ever a time
                                                                ­you don't have something to blame?
                                                          ­                                                   honestly,
                                                             I'm tired of playing these head games.
See!
you're done with me,
just like everyone else.
                                                           ­                well that's not the proper way
                                                             ­                     if you're in a cry for help.
then tell me, please
what do I do?
                                                             ­                first off, you can't be so rude.
                                                           ­         second thing, stop crying boo hoo!
just be quiet..
                                                         ­         no, it's something you need to hear.
I don't want you to talk!
                                                           ­                                   I'm being sincere..
                                                       ­                                       I remember a time
                                                            ­                  when you didn't give a ****
                                            and now just because, you're down on your luck
                                                  doesn't give you an excuse to always give up!
...
                                                         ­                                       you're so strong,
                                                         ­                           stronger then you know
                                                            ­                   yet, you're always so ready
                                                           ­                         to jump out the window.
                                                         ­                                   It's not just your life
                                                            ­                                            it's mine too,
                                                            ­         and I've been through everything
                                                                ­                                 the same as you.
...
                                                        ­                               are you even listening?
                                                      ­                  do you care what I have to say?
I'm so sorry,
I just want this to go away...
                                                         ­      I promise you it will, only some day..
                                                   although, until then you've got to be patient.
..
                                                     ­                 You should look towards the sky
                                                 yet, don't scream above asking God "Why!?"
                                                         ­                Instead, just try to live your life
                                                                ­ you've always been so **** bright.
hmm..
well maybe you're right..
I can't just give up
I've gotta fight!
Thank you so much for clearing my sight.
                                                          ­                                         Don't thank me
                                                              ­                         we're gonna be alright.
I know we are,
it's just I get scared.
                                                         ­                                           Well that's why
                                                             ­                  we'll always come prepared
and no matter what happens
I know we'll share
the same kind of ending.                    -                     the same kind of ending.

This doesn't fit..
Where in the hell can I find one that fits?
Uhhh...
I know others have them,
some seem pretty obvious
but, I feel a great sorrow for them.
Although, I guess I should just go look in a mirror then, huh.?
I don't want to,
so I wont.
Not until I can find one that fits..

Do you have one?
Do you know where I can get one?
I need to know,
you see, people can just take it off
although, It's not reusable for anyone else,
It wont fit,
It only can for that one person.
Only them as an individual.

I've asked before,
In my own kind of way.
where they've gotten theirs
but, they seemed confused

"friends
people"

"You can't just get one,
why would you even want one?"

-I just do.

"Is it for you?"
"Is it for them?"

-Don't ask.

I leave and go home,
I should look in a mirror..
Maybe that will help determine a size.
I'm afraid to tho..
whenever I look, it's never the same as the pictures
not anymore.
why are the pictures on the wall so different?

-finally face to face

I feel my skin
I look in my eyes
although, every time I see another guy..

-wait...

I think I found one,
what I've been looking for,
and I've been wearing it all along,
masquerade I endure.

I try to take it off,
it's really sticking on tight.
The skin finally rips,
I see myself in sight.

The pictures looked the same again
just a little bit dim,
In fact that's the same face.
Its just always been hidden.

I couldn't believe it though,
That's what I looked like.
I almost forgot..

I've had what I was looking for,
a mask to cover my face.
What I didn't know was,
that the mask was fearsome itself.
Had it almost consumed me entirely,
While I was looking for a new one..
or one in general.

I can see my face again
all grey but, with circles of light around my eyes
a glimmer of hope.
I no longer see that other guy.
the mask can only fit once
so it's all okay.

This is the last thing I can say,

Just don't lose yourself under your own skin,
Always know there's another day.
Never forget there's another way.
To express towards others or yourself,
That you have the strength to admit for help.

Just look in the mirror
tell me what you see,
are you wearing a mask?
or are you free?