You will not look at me.
Not even look at the brave face I practiced
Not look at the smile I painted
Not at the dry eyes I skillfully mastered
This mask I made for you to see
But still, you will not look at me
As if my fakeness, will mutilate the image you have of me
I can tell you, it will.
Jun 12, 2014
Jun 12, 2014 at 8:12 AM UTC
You will not look at me.
Not even look at the brave face I practiced
Not look at the smile I painted
Not at the dry eyes I skillfully mastered
This mask I made for you to see
But still, you will not look at me
As if my fakeness, will mutilate the image you have of me
I can tell you, it will.