HE still cries, "Wait!" -3/07/04

You look at me and only see the mask
That I have made for people just like you.
And no one yet has seen beneath to ask,
It seems that even you can’t see what’s true.

So sick of every lying word I say,
Of ev’ry word I do not use to tell
The feelings that inside of me hold sway:
Girl, you define my Heaven and my Hell!

But maybe you have made a mask to hide
Your love from me, just like I hide my heart!
And should I on this slimmest chance still ride
To risk my portion for a larger part?

Such lonely, fearful little actors, we.
It’s time to break deceptions: Please Love Me.