Behind My Mask

With few words I will unveil
the secrets I hold within
before the soul becomes stale
I must admit what I've been
I have changed my name
many times for me to remember
I never wished to be what I became
a solitary artist, I no longer care.

Just a few words to express
the sadness I feel inside
the storm in my life, a mess
hard to admit, but I lied
I was born among hatred
raised to become a tyrant
I lived to watch my masters dead
and tried to let go, but I can't.

Among hate I found myself lost
unable to keep contact with others
but I wanted to live at any cost
and I even tried with prayers
I couldn't keep up alone in this world
and I decided it was better to die
I almost gave up and curled
cyanide in my hands, should I try?

But then, somehow, I saw
I'm just too coward to kill myself
and so, as winter snow thawed
I continued, hollow and selfless
no reasons to live whatsoever
embracing the lovely art of sound
which will take care of me forever
and to which I'll be forever bound.

I met many different names
almost no one worth to recall
most of them burned in flames
because they hated me after all
but I do remember one or two
people I cherish and care about
to those of you, thank you
to all of you I can't live without.

Just a glance behind my mask
I need to let go of this weight
is there more? you might ask
I shall always speak straight.

I'm done with holding back
I'm tired of hiding always
I'll free my sins from their sack
and live alone my happier days.

Author's Note

Ignore bad grammar, if any.

Reviews

[LittleMadGirl]

I would call this the best thing you ever wrote .. not because it's meter or rhymes are so great (they actually are except of a few lines where the rhythm is kinda missing)
I would say that becaouse it's so .. touching and tru and honest ...
I really love it and I'm moved =)

[Laura Judith]

Nice :)