This mask got a little too tight
Had to tear it right off in the middle of the night.
With my eyes all aglow and my fangs finally free
If said don't be afraid it is only me.
Me as I really am not the person you desire
Not the perfect child pulled from the mire.
I've got feet that long to run
And teeth that will crush bone
Eyes full of fire forged long ago.
Hands made for grabbing
For holding
For reaching
Legs made for chasing
For running
For leaping.
But you pulled that mask over my head,
Muzzled my emotions with evil dread.
Hoping that this mask would keep us all safe.
But I pulled it off quick
Tired of that struggle
I don't care if it scares you
I don't care if I’m trouble.
I'm just trying to be honest
To trust and love myself
So I’m tearing off this mask
and leaving it on your shelf.
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