There he is,
the one in the mask.
A thousand faces
merged into one.
Sadness, anguish, disappointment,
a snap of a finger changes the illusion.
Delight, happiness, joy,
he interchanges them, almost like toys.
Truths, lies, hurts & desires,
all remain hidden, even when his soul tires.
Walls are sometimes built, not to block,
but to see who cares enough to knock.
Words are sometimes used, not to speak,
just to hurt, just to irk.
Masks are worn, if I'm correct,
to conceal, & to protect.
There he is,
the one in the mask...
Unknown "宝贝Ming♥" Lazy - 16 years, 7 months, 3 days ago

Thumb before you leave? Thanks! ^^
Unknown "宝贝Ming♥" Lazy - 16 years, 10 months, 6 days ago

i read it somewhere and totally matches what i feel

Maybe I want to settle down.

Maybe I'm wating for the one.

Maybe I already have someone in mind.

Maybe he afraid to ask me.

Maybe I'm afraid to ask him too.

Maybe I'm not his ideal person.

Maybe he thinks he does not have enough time.

Maybe I'm just paranoid.

Maybe he's waiting for me to make the 1st move.

Maybe I'm waiting for him to make the 1st move.

Maybe we're both afraid to get hurt.

Maybe it's only me that is afraid.

Maybe
Unknown "宝贝Ming♥" Lazy - 16 years, 10 months, 6 days ago