Me, The Fake

Darkness consumes my hazy thoughts,
My heart aches with every beat,
This black cloud follows my every move,
Pushes down on me like a sheet.

I'm beginning to feel slightly possessed,
Like the person I'm becoming isn't real,
Whenever I feel happy, I'm pushed apart,
My inner scars have no time to heal.

I think I'm screaming but I can't be sure,
Silence surrounds both of my ears,
I try to speak but no sound comes out,
I'm constantly hiding away all of my fears.

I think one day I'm bound to break,
My true colors will finally show,
I'll fall on the floor and shatter apart,
When that day comes you'll finally know.

You'll see me for me and what I've become,
The person I see as one big mistake,
Then you'll realize what I was hiding inside,
When I looked at myself and felt Hate.

But for today and tomorrow I'll go as I am.
This mask covering me -- The Fake,
But with this weight gradually pushing me down,
Sooner or later, I'm bound to break.

Venting. Votes and comments are much appreciated. Thanks.