Masked

Masked

You happen to love the mask I used to wear

And I really saw how love grows deeper

You can even spell it from A to Z

Rhymed it beautifully like 1 2 3.
You say I’m beautiful and a tear fell

Like stabbed with a golden knife, I felt

I am happy but sad as well

Feeling loved but also ill.

Day by day, I am fighting

Against the craving to reveal

Afraid to take off the mask

         for you to see these scars 

Afraid that you might unloved me

       after seeing the broken woman I hide behind

       the mask. 
 

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