The Mask I Wear

The mask I wear helps me hide,
my true feelings deep inside,
my constant struggle for control,
my interanl fights are hidden by the mask.
The mask hides the constant tug-o'-war,
members of friends constantly fighting with me,
my family constantly fighting over me.
The mask I wear helps me hide,
my feelings of despair,
the feeling of being cut up with a knife,
divided to share amongst everyone else,
sometimes I feel as though others ask too much of me.
The mask I wear helps me hide.
Others may not would like the person I am inside.
Some might not understand my feelings of conflict.
Some might not understand me feelings of confusion.
The mask I wear helps me hide,
the feelings of hurt and sorrow,
the feelings of pain.
The mask I wear helps me hide,
who I am inside.
The mask I wear helps me hide,
my abyss of feelings deep inside.