You speak with knives that cut me
inside the places
I try so hard
to hide.
You would know nothing of me unless you
ask but maybe that's my fault for wearing this
mask.
For when the mask falls, there is just
me, lonely and bare with jagged
broken pieces of who I used
to be.
...
Nice flow. I loved the last stanza. We all wear masks and it only falls when we think someone can be fully trusted.
And we hope they won't
And we hope they won't disappoint us but rather that they will accept us. Thank you for the read
:)
The second stanza is a much more artistic way of saying "you know my name, not my story"
I also loved the last stanza
That's exactly what I was
That's exactly what I was going for :) Thank you!
I absolutely love the end!
I absolutely love the end!
Let your teeth show
Thank you! :)
Thank you! :)