all you will ever see is a smile
can you read between the lines
can you read my cold eyes
or have I mastered my skill too well
take a look in my mirror
not at your face
but my own
you won't see my smiling
you won't see me proud
you will see hate and anger
all I've ever known
my image is what I see
I beat down upon myself
trying to fix all my mistakes
but perfection is too far away
I'm only making a bigger mess
I hold it in
letting no one know how I feel
my bottle fills up to the brim
it spills a little
but it doesn't take long for
it to completely overflow
I know everyone has their masks
everyone says it's common
I would let you know how I feel
but when I try
my words escape my mind
I come up dry
I don't know how to tell you
I don't know how to ask for help
I know I need to
but I don't know how
I'm scared
but you will never know
because you and I
we always see a different image
I hope you understand
because mine is tattered and torn
