Masquerade

I found another poem.. hmm..

Your hair is quite a mess,
As is the way you dress

Eye liner on your eyes,
Guess it's part of your disguise. 

Cover up your bones. 
Quickly change your skin tone,

And you won't leave 
Until it's complete. 

Because every day with you is like putting on a show. 
Dress yourself up for those you don't know. 
Bottled up your feelings and threw them in the sea, 
I can no longer tell if you're happy to see me. 

So I just want to let go and leave your masquerade. 
It's not that I no longer love you, it's that I am afraid. 

You are already gone so now it's my time to leave. 
I'll try to move on without the air I breathe. 

Cause I'm so tired of your games,
We both know I could never win. 

Even when the prize is a life I need,
We both know I won't succeed. 

Cause you are just too good, 
At bearing a heart made of stone. 

Though full of insincerity 
Your eyes they speak truth to me. 

They scream for you while your mouth lays still, 
Strong and stable from good will 
And frozen from your swallowed pills. 

Your body trembles; frozen as stone,
It's killing me leaving you alone. 

Blood coats your shaking arms,
This is where you fall apart. 

Here I see who you are and who you used to be. 
Here is when you open yourself up to me.