Mask's Cover Pain

i act happy,

when im sad.

i draw,

when im mad.

i think i have friends,

when they all want me to die.

starring into the meadows,

in the belly of the beast.

hunger growing inside me,

a feeding to leave it all.

no one will care,

i wont even be a memory,

i will just be another one that passed time.

as time swallows,

im consumed by the past.

people made me,

my life destroyed me.

i always put caution on my heart,

emotions are radio active,

wrong mistake can cause problems.

i dig deep for confidence,

but you cant find what was taken.

i lost trust at 3,

respect at 5,

a voice at 8,

confidence at 12,

choices at 12,

myself at 12,

innocence at 13,

life at birth.

i wonder,

will i die by my own hands,

or have the sweet feel of suffering.

demons swarm around me,

ready to pull the trigger.

only to be stopped again.

i dont want you to die,

i just want you to leave.