Help!

by lacey   Oct 20, 2006


My life is moving so fast,
and everyone is wearing a mask.
they mask their true forms,
and i cant tell who is real any more.
I'm growing up quick and i feel sick,
because my whole world is spinning around.
my world is loud,
i hear every sound.
i hear every whisper, i hear every snicker.
all these masked people,
start to seem so evil.
as i move on and try to be kind,
i leave all these fake people behind.
sometimes its hard to take off your mask when your world is moving so fast.
but what is better is being your true self.
even if you have to scream out for help.

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