Hiding

by StandStill   Feb 6, 2008


I hide from you my true insides
behind a mask that changes with the tides
behind my mask of lies i hide
without a smile, or any pride
the me you used to know,
she died, long ago
and now you can never understand
why i refuse to take your hand
for you must be dead inside
if ever you truly hide

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  • 16 years ago

    by Nikki Pixie

    Yep.
    Masks are hard to keep intact though.
    Sometimes they chip.

  • 16 years ago

    by pookiengurgi

    So true....and in life it's tragic when people hide who they are..not physically tragic-simply emotionally. wonderful poem, a definite 5/5

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