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"The Mask" I'm great, fine, spectacular. In a way I relish every night, and I live every day.I live, I laugh, I write, I sing, I wonder what the new days will bring. Then I get home, and I take off the mask. The day, and almost impossible task,  Is finally over, and so I lie Down, and wait patiently for the day that I die. I cry, I scream, I bawl, and sleep,even though I have promises to keep. I wait, and wonder, and cry some more,  And I ache and burn from my very core.Then, I'm not alone, and the mask reappears: Out goes the grief, pain and all of the tears, As I am a happy person, cheerful all the day. A world full of rainbow, not one shade of grey. Of course I'm not okay, I'm not fine, No matter how much I seem to shine.I don't even know why I feel this... Why my existence is one long, endless abyss. But it is, and will be, so I cling to life, As one day I might slip, and end it with a knife. But, I'm still here, no matter what my dreams might say And I hope that one day I will actually be okay
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Jun 23, 2014
Jun 23, 2014 at 2:27 AM UTC
The Mask
"The Mask" I'm great, fine, spectacular. In a way I relish every night, and I live every day.I live, I laugh, I write, I sing, I wonder what the new days will bring. Then I get home, and I take off the mask. The day, and almost impossible task,  Is finally over, and so I lie Down, and wait patiently for the day that I die. I cry, I scream, I bawl, and sleep,even though I have promises to keep. I wait, and wonder, and cry some more,  And I ache and burn from my very core.Then, I'm not alone, and the mask reappears: Out goes the grief, pain and all of the tears, As I am a happy person, cheerful all the day. A world full of rainbow, not one shade of grey. Of course I'm not okay, I'm not fine, No matter how much I seem to shine.I don't even know why I feel this... Why my existence is one long, endless abyss. But it is, and will be, so I cling to life, As one day I might slip, and end it with a knife. But, I'm still here, no matter what my dreams might say And I hope that one day I will actually be okay
#depression#life#death#hope#thoughts
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jordan-chacon
Jun 23, 2014
Jun 23, 2014 at 2:27 AM UTC
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