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I grew up much to soon, and there's not much left to believe in,
I know you see the hurt I hide, that I'd change, if I knew where to begin.
There is so much in life I don't understand, it frightens me to try,
I am afraid I will find a painful truth if I found the answer to "why".
So I hide behind a smile and the words, ''I'm doing fine",
And hope people do not see it is a mask and just another line.
I can feel your eyes, they look into me, not at me, or the faces which behind I hide,
I wonder what you see, how you feel, what you are thinking? It makes me tremble inside.
But I will never show this side of me; I do not dare let it show,
I struggle everyday to keep it hidden, so no one would ever really know.
But I can feel you looking through this wall around me,
I cannot make it thick enough so you cannot see.
For years, my shield protected me from the hand able to touch the place where I am really me.
But you, the power of your touch can pass through my strongest armor and bring me to my knees.
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