I'm wearing armor These wounds still bleed I painted on my "Don't ask" face Just so you wouldn't see The pain that lies beneath My emotions are my dedication I take your's into consideration Not expecting reciprocation Rarely surprised but if you do Try to see it from my view I do not take sympathy with comfortable ease I ask you kindly, pretty please Know that I'm grateful if my words fall short I may do a little talking but I'm more the writing sort
I try my best to take sympathy with grace. It is no simple task. You never know who is wearing a mask. Be kind to each other. Gentle. Sweet. There could be grieving behind any smile you may meet.