INSECURE

                             

                                          PRETTY HURTS.                                                             

Mask me 
as I shelter 
my true self

Mask me 
as I keep my
words and world a secret

Mask me 
as I conceal

behind this white lies

and sunny smiles

that shadows my pain

and torment

Mask me 
as I crouch 
in the corner
of my room

every night crying

Mask me 
as I emit myself 

inside him, 
as I hide my sorrows
in the moans

and pleasures of his

satisfaction

Mask me 
as cover my filthiness
under my soul

Mask me 
as I coat my
ugliness in worldly

beauty

Mask me I ask

before my shame is

uncovered and before

the truth unclips

its wings to the sky

Mask me.