by Keighley Louise Perkins
Saturday, January 24, 2004
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Iím sick of wearing this mask
Thatís forged out of gold as heavy as lead
When every time I put it on
I feel like itís toying with the thoughts in my head.
Iím tired of lying to people
When I canít look them in the eye
And when with each lie I tell
I feel like breaking down so I can cry.
Iím sick of being in make believe
And feeling as if Iím trapped on a stage
With every word I murmur in character
I feel so completely enraged.
Iím tired of running away
And Iíve got nowhere left to hide,
Thereís no point in denying
All these feelings Iíve got inside.
I want to throw up my hands
And admit this thing is an act,
Pour out my love like an ocean
And watch you pour yours back,
Surrender heart, body and soul
And lay my life right in your hands,
Give you my mind without delay
So youíre the one who can understand,
Lose myself here in reality
Instead of trapping myself in my dreams,
Let go of all of my negativity
To find that love is exactly what it seems,
Feel the magic deep inside
Instead of watching it like a distant star,
Swallow my pride, take that step
And find out exactly who you are.
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|Reviewed by Simon Thurlow (Reader)
|You are already doing that Keighley, by writing it out into such wonderful verses. You know, we all have a mask behind which we hide - whether we acknowledge it or not. It is the safety valve, the barrier that's there to defend us from pain and hurt. But you know (and I know) that it doesn't always work. People say things believing that their cruel words bounce of the bullet-proof facade that you wear. But you hear the words, every single one of them...and they hurt.
Keep releasing the pain through your words. One day you will come to terms with it all and have no need to hide behind the mask. It's a long road, but you will get there. Trust me - I'm already part of the way down that road too !!
|Reviewed by Debashish Haar (Reader)
|Unique and well written!|
|Reviewed by Larry Rochelle
|That first step is always the hardest!|