The mask I wear is beautiful
it points forward, brings hope
people love my arteficial skin
makes them smile
talk of my wonderful personality
all of them love me
In reality
my mask points both ways
I shake my head
it stays, doesn't budge
forwards is all beauty
backwards
second skin to my skin
it moulds my face
my personality
it's fate
Originally Posted On Site: 2009-09-06 10:33:07
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