Pain came easily to her
Happiness proceeded with caution
Faith misdirected by her emotions
Nails bitten down, loose fit pants
Familiarity disguised as good
The Mask Falls and all that's left is a new chapter
Where pain is the past
Happiness runs all the red lights to get to me
Faith no longer dictated by my emotions for that day
Nails grown in, a reminder as the wind Whispers, familiarity isn't always safe and if not careful easily I'm convinced otherwise.
I put the mask on and turn the page