Wednesday, June 1, 2011

The Mask

The Mask

She walks away without looking back
She smiles like she’s not hurting inside
She talks nice to everybody
She is like an angel in disguise

You just don’t know
When she goes home and no one is around
Her world collapse and she cry in silence
No body would hear because no body cares

She wears a mask of perfection
She appears to be brave
But she is not, she is weak with a bleeding heart
Don’t be fool by the mask she wear

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I would love to read your examples!

cheers people :)