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The Mask
Written June 12, 2002
Behind a mask is where I hide,
afraid of who I truely am inside.
Is it fear of what I really am,
or a fear of the views of man?
To be free of the mask is odd,
as though I live like those with no god.
I feel like this life passes me by,
and I feel shame because I cry.
Too much hurt in one life for me,
though I don't allow others to see.
I play as though things are grand,
but in reality my heart feels bland.
Why can't I come out from behind the mask?
Love and understanding is all that I ask.
© 2002 Jade Phoenix
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