Although you see me now

You're looking straight through

Although your eyes may glipse

You know nothing of what would seem too new for you



Although I smile when you walk past

You know not of me praying not to cry

Although you may hear my laugh

You are blind of the real me hiding inside



Although you may hug me tight

You may think that you know me to size

All you are really seeing is a mask

You simiply see my heart-strung emotions in a clever disguise



The mask I wear is firm to it's place

You never being allowed to really see my face

And every night when I hang the mask up

I let the tears freely fall, as my palms fill like a cup



I dream of one day when you can see me and

I can finally lift my mask, my daily disguise.