Ill Fitting Mask

i see by your by smile, that you lost everything. scarficed your soul and gain only emptiness. no sunshine lingers only cruel frost and hardened stone. i don’t believe your tough guy act and the big man’ s pose. your words are shaped from a coward’s tongue. trying to give comfort to the lost child that weeps within. you need to climb a mountain and scream at the stars . and embrace the joy of a rising dawn, i hope you wil sleep with girl that can be true, and you’ll understand the true nature of beauty, and not measure your existence in pounds shillings and pence.