The Real Me
Don't you see
This mask isn't me
This isn't who I really am
But every time I let go
And the real me I let show
The look on you face I can't stand
You look disgusted
Like I can't even be trusted
As soon as I peel the mask
Because I no longer wear
What you had placed there
And I reveal who I really am
Copyright © Sara Wilson | Year Posted 2006
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