Every one bears one, every one wears one.
Mine is always in place.
It's my protector, my guardian from reality.
It helps me to be safe from all of the things that want to hurt me.
All the things that are inside of me tearing and prying, trying to escape.
No one knows the real me, the one I hide.
Or should I say hides deep within me.
There is is kept safe, no one can hurt it, and it cannot hurt anyone.
For if it was to climb out from within my self, I wouldn’t know what to expect.
I have never let it get that far.
I know it tries so hard to get free, the real me that hides so cowardly.
It climbs the low walls, inside of me.
But can never surpass the one thing that protects me.
This thing inside of me, takes a toll on my body, and especially my mind.
It taunts me, teases me, but I am strong.
My walls have been building for sum time now.
I wont be weak, wont allow anyone to know the real me.
For no one will EVER hurt me again.
No more crying, no more trying, no one will ever hurt me.
If I keep my protector in place, no one will ever see my true face.
Because I hide, hide behind my guardian, my Savior, my mask.
A different one for every day, the strongest one leads the way.
Always there for me, it will never leave me, for now it's a part of me.
It makes me whole and helps keep every thing in place.
My guardian, my savior....... my mask.