The
Mask She Wears The pain is so deep, it cuts like a
jagged knife. But to her pain there comes no
relief. She was hurt, beaten and
battered.... His love was all that really
mattered. For once in her life she felt
loved and beautiful, But that didn't last long and
all that remains is hurtful. She vowed no one else would
ever hurt her again, infinitely, So she built a wall around
herself, and took on a new identity. A mask she wears to hide her
face She will no more feel she's a
disgrace Her hurt is hers, and hers alone It cuts her to the very bone She always helps another in
need, Although she is cut open, left
to bleed. She nurtures all whom she meets, Always cheerful, and smiles as
she greets. But she hurts in ways she
cannot explain, When alone hangs her head in
shame. Her heart is shattered once
again, But he still wants to be her
friend. A mask she wears to hide her
face She will no more feel she's a
disgrace Her hurt is hers, and hers alone It cuts her to the very bone All she has left is her heart
and soul, So freely her worth from there
does flow. She will continue to help all
in need, Her heart is not one filled
with greed. She will give and give until
she can give no more, For if she stops, her life will
end, she will be over. Her heart now closed to
romantic love, Only room for the one mentioned
above. A mask she wears to hide her
face She will no more feel she's a
disgrace Her hurt is hers, and hers alone It cuts her to the very bone
