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Somewhere deep

Inside myself

There sits a girl

With a mask.



Made of blood

And tiny blue

Drops of tears.



She cries tonight

Screaming out

From her agony.



She dreams of

Yesterday

And all she

Could have had.



She fears tomorrow

And what will be.

She wants to hide

Behind the mask

Forever.



She wants to be

The girl everyone

Will love.



Although they

Won't really be

Loving her.



She could handle

Not truly

Being loved.



Because while she's

Behind the mask.

She's at least

Somewhat loved.



She's screaming out

Why?!

Why can't I just

Be the mask?



But she knows

That the mask is

What's killing her.



But that doesn't matter

Because all she knows

How to be

Is the girl

Behind the mask.