I am often in awe of your wild mind,
Despite your defences, I can see you are kind,
I know you believe me to be fickle and blind,
But I see you, and the reason for the wall you hide behind.


There is wonder and beauty that light up your eyes,
Yet everyone falls in love with your careful disguise,
Pain finds its way through your laughs and lies,
And there is sorrow within the man, that like a child, cries.


You can turn all the frowns that you see to a smile,
And upon seeing you, my clouds are cleared for a while,
But who mends the hurt that caused your soul's exile?
And when will you turn to face your denial?


Your cheer does not mask the tragedy inside,
Altruism will not change what you're trying to hide,
Unreachable, unfathomable- two ideas within you, allied,
To win the battle over self and thus deem you fortified.


But this barricade will not defend against flame,
Nature is power and emotion is the same,
We are already on fire, to deny it is insane,
So feel what you will, break the shackles of shame.

She walks in proud,
With her neck high,
                Just like a mountain peak...

She walks swiftly,
Just like the waves,
Taking away many hearts,
With her heartbeat going up-&-down,
             Hiding it from all others that
                                         she's weak...

She,
The one known for proud,
Is the one filled inside with insecurities & doubt!
She,
The one notorious for proud,
In loneliness cries aloud!
She,
The one who is said the definition of beauty,
     & idol of proud,
Just wear the mask of being happy,
She hides her ugliness inside,

She,
The one who's thought to be the mistress of proud,
Is filled up with insecurities & doubt,

She,
The one surrounded by a thousand friends,
Is the one who cries every moment,
But to be happy she always pretends...

She,
The Princess of silence,
Holds the volcanoes inside...

Who are you
When no-one sees your face?
When the mask becomes so
Familiar you forget it's just a fake
Who are you
When you forget how to cry?
When your hands are still, although
You're trembling inside

Who are you
When even the mirror lies?
You catch sight of your reflection
And you SMILE, but you're dead inside
Who are you
And why do you hide away?
Two-Face, your face is beautiful
I hope you wear it right, some day