I think I'm pretty sure
I could have it worse
but I can not ignore
that it still doesn't hurt

I can still force a smile
participate in wiles
but I'm without a purpose
to search for the worthwhile

I'll hide behind this mask
that's grown ugly and cracked
as long as you don't ask
what brought about this fact.

Holding to a secret
although everyone knows
this guise became my skin
I stretched around my bones.

Any peace of mind
stolen out of spite
an impossible bind
that has purloined my insight.