<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=464095" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Wearing It Now</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">People are around <br>I know I’ll be alright <br>The mask doesn’t hurt <br>No tears <br>Come from the mask <br>I put my own on <br>Thinking that’s the only way it should be <br>Becoming someone not even I can recognize <br>In the puddle on the ground <br>Stomping in it knowing this is not me <br>Then when the people go away <br>So does mask <br>This is the scene in the play I don’t know my lines <br>For I get scared and choke every time <br>Mine my mask just changes from <br>White-ish pink to a dark red <br>Where the mask simply goes from <br>Oh look at me I don’t do any thing wrong <br>To black showing it’s true colors <br>Whoever said black was all the rainbow mixed together <br>Is wring in this case <br>There is no other feeling other then black <br>Like truck tiers black <br>No sadness no joy just anger and hatred <br>The mask gets switched around from him to her <br>All the time I never know who is wearing it or <br>If the both of them are sharing it at the same time <br>So walking through that broken old door <br>That squeaks and carries on when you open it <br>You never know if this time <br>Will be the one time that will kill you <br>Or break your back <br>But you hope like heck you make it through<br>‘Cause if you don’t then you know your not <br>The only one the mask subjects<br>And the others will not survive without you</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mrs.+Cynosure">Mrs. Cynosure</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=464095" data-title="Wearing It Now de Mrs. Cynosure" data-description="People are around I know I’ll be alright The mask doesn’t hurt No tears Come from the mask I put my own on Thinking that’s the only way it should be Becoming someone not even I can recognize In the puddle on the ground Stomping in i..."></div> </div> </div>

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