My Mask
My wife my life,my life my wife I remember saying sometimes in strife.I look above knowing I've lost my true love,gave way to sin and greed for those were the things that I did feed.Nearly lost my life being a fool,reflecting back I was so cruel to my wife and kids I'd become one of his tools,lying cheating became such a disgrace I could"nt even look at my face.How did this happen I ask myself as I take my mask off the shelf and face the world with a smile while I'm lonesome all the while.Oblivious to my pain is everyone I know as i continue to put on a show
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