Scratch Away
With it on, I'm something else, something better
Hide from the world, let the alteregeo take over
Can't recognize the true self, hide from you, from myself
Won't be able to penetrate the defenses
Protected from the outside world
I shine brighter than any star in the night sky
What have I become?
Who do you want me to be?
Tomorrow I'm someone else
But will the mask fit?
© Copyright Peter Lugo 2002
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