sorry i cant be who im supposed to be...
staring through pain and misery...
maybe i should just shut myself down...
erase the pain from my face to lessen the frown...

maybe i should just build a new mask
forge it from steel instead of from glass
then i wont have to worry about cracks
or having it shatter when my emotions attack

maybe these will be the last words i write
because of the pain that they bring into everyones lives
the hurt that it causes when reading these lines
including the pain that is brings into mine

i know words can cut and drive spikes into veins
slice up the heart until nothing remains
rip through the mind devouring the brain
hoping to heal but bringing more pain

im sorry i cant just smile at will
that the look on my face sometimes says kill
i cant just make up my mind to heal
by flipping a switch or taking a pill

i know that is seems that my thoughts always race
and i cannot control the look on my face
i cant break from the dark where i feel im encased
strangeling my heart and smothering my brain

i know that it seems that moods never change
always the exact same look on my face
no one should think that i want to remain
under this cloud and surrounded by pain

i wish it was easy to just turn it all off
wipe off the frown the tears and the scoff
but if i must ill just put on this mask
and say im ok whenever anyone asks