the mask

Published February 12, 2014 by Syrenka Licorice

sometimes..

i feel like i’m wearing a mask n my face..

i’m tired..

i want to put down my mask but i’m afraid..

you’ll leave me

you will hate me

but this is the real me..

me, with my scar

me, with my weakness

will you accept the real me?

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