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I still dream of the days
That will never be the same;
Going through these ups and downs
Have kept me from running rounds.
I used to be someone else
The one who cared for himself,
But now i see that I have grown,
Losing colors that I have shown.
I show new ones all the time,
And it's hard to stay in line.
Trying to do what is right
Just becomes a greater fight.
I won't be someone I'm not,
If I try, I just forgot.
There will be a change in you,
For me that's hard to get through;But when it happens to me,
It's not as easy to see.
I learn to accept these things
For I hear life always sings
A tune that will never change,
So changes will be my gauge.If I change, I'm doing good,
And living life as I should.
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Heartbreak Masquerade
I can't remember what it feels like to be happy...
My smile no longer shrouded in sincerity.
It is like a heartbreak masquerade, fooling everyone;
Exhausted, I remove my mask when the day is done.
I'm a professional at what I do: I hide what I feel -
When I get hurt, I pretend like it is no big deal.
In reality, it's killing me; feel my heart breaking
The sad part? My friends don't know that I'm faking.
I can't remember the sound of my laughter any more;
Feels odd when I smile, like I've never done it before.
My heart soaring with joy - well, that feeling is gone
Dreaming about another guy that isn't you feels wrong.
It is like I
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My Mask
So many nights with the razor to my wrist
so many scars that turn and twist
showing the pain, hurt and deceit
each and every day, doomed to repeat
My facade has been built
I wear my mask, but with guilt
why is it so hard to break down and cry
it hurts too much, even to try
My true self hidden behind a wall
to climb, its much too tall
break it down slowly, chip it away
maybe I'll be free one day
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Masks
When a smile is a frown
And a frown is a smile,
The eyes we must crown
For relinquishing wile,
When a laugh is a tear
And a tear holds no pain,
Will fear fear to fear
And fearfully abstain?
When the act is the truth
We've lied to believe,
And the fable in sooth
Is but a peerless weave,
When each mortal mistake
Is a tale and a song
And the scriptures are fake
Or perhaps they're wrong,
When the mind is the eye
That sees the outside
But shame, it's too shy
Of the tongue which has lied,
When the answers are easy
To the questions unknown,
Do you not feel queasy
Of how little we've grown?
When acceptance is feigning
For it
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I don't remember the reasons I wrote this, but it is an older one and good enough
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