i wear a mask when i'm aroung people. no one knows the real me deep inside. my friends see me as the bubbly happy possitive friend whos always there to listen. but deep down inside they dont see the tear stained face behind the mask. they don't hear the child screaming inside. asking for love, asking for someone to listen. i'm tired of jumping when people say they'll catch me, then step back and watch me fall. i'm tired of crying. i'm tired of wearing my mask.
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