Masking up the sorrows, because we all know DAMN well, that sorrows AREN’T accepted by the world, not this world that we perceived, at least, so, we’d learned, to mask up, ALL the sorrows in our hearts, kept them, bottled up, locked in.
Masking up the sorrows, how can I? Sorrows are now, overflowing my eyes, dripping, drop, by drop, rolling along these cheek lines of mine now…Masking up the sorrows, I’m afraid, that I won’t be able to, for the painted on smiles became, too worn out, as I’d, overused it, one time too many already.
Masking up the sorrows, that’s how I’d taught myself, to act in front of you, because you hated to see my tears, because they’d reminded you of your own weaknesses, how you weren’t able to, control your own lives.
So yeah, I kept, masking up my god DAMN sorrows from before, and you know what? I’d already, paid for THAT mistake that I never knew was mine to make, and now, I’m done, I let, EVERY single SORT of emotion show now………
