Me

21 April 2000

Here I am again,
Wearing the same mask,
Denying the anger, fear...
What a good actress?

Still shamming as if...
That I'm still okay.
Smiling in front
But screaming behind.

And now there you are
Want me to reach
But how can I?
If I have still this.

Is it enough to cry
Just to express myself?
Is it enough to lough
For me to be safe?

My friend, can you still identify me?
The real me from that mask
After all that I've revealed.
No, you'll never, never...ever.