See within the broken glass, in hopes to catch a reflection. I place this mask upon my face, for the image of perfection.

This one hides in deeper shades, colors take on a different hue. The person that is really me, I sometimes crave you knew.

Rage is red across my face, it flashes only suddenly. If you knew what I harbored inside, our companionship would never be.

Regret and shame I tuck deep within, to you I can never show. It rips and claws at the corners of me, more then you could know.