A smile is on my lips,
While a hole is in my soul;
I'll laugh for the moment,
But cry when I'm alone.
My mask is perfect,
Deceiving all who see.
They think I am content,
Cannot hear my silent plea.
If I am hurting,
You will never know.
My mask is unwavering,
Blow after blow.
Apr 24, 2020
Apr 24, 2020 at 8:21 PM UTC
A smile is on my lips,
While a hole is in my soul;
I'll laugh for the moment,
But cry when I'm alone.
My mask is perfect,
Deceiving all who see.
They think I am content,
Cannot hear my silent plea.
If I am hurting,
You will never know.
My mask is unwavering,
Blow after blow.
