I am good at hiding,
good at hiding my truths,
good at hiding my secrets.
My mask is a smile,
it disguises my frown,
it hides my flaws.
Tears can't be seen behind a smiling mask.

You & me both are broken pieces of one,
Two but pristine whole tenderly done....

Life death and sorrow is all that remains.
Who am I to you?
A nameless person behind a mask.
I laugh. I sing. I cry.
Hoping to see what the new days will pry.
When I get home I take off the mask
A ****** mess-an impossible task.
You say you want to see who I truly am.
Well I'm a person who is left in a crowd
naturally unseen, captivated in some concealed
prison.
I'm not sure you want to see
the person who is inside me
The person who wants to hurt you
by hurting me.
What am I? You may ask.
A demon, a death wish.
Now which do you really like?
Myself or the mask

You see a person who is worthless
dead
heartless
I see a person who has potential
a person who is alive
and yet blissful.
You see a person who is just another person
in the world
I see a person who is my world
Honey, life is full of scars, tears, heartbreaks
its time to see who you really are to me.

I am the person you walk past in the hall.
The person who sees everything
but yet no one sees at all.
I am a nameless face in the endless sea of people.
I see your tears-your fears
and the worst of the worsts the trauma
the heat...a nightmere that haunts you for years.
This is a world of hate and death.
But if you look around I'm there to help