
All I can do now, to keep myself safe.. and keep you all at bay.
Is continue to back up, and push you away.
More and more, I just see the clay chipping away. One mask..
One day..
Many faces, fade away.
Now, I am staring at something I never thought I'd see.
Was I too blind, caught in myself? To notice, this happening?
I feel okay about this, though.
When I stand before myself in the mirror, there is something looking back.
Me.
After all this time, when you look in the mirror. After your faces have fallen, masks peeled back and we are left with this mess.
What do you see, looking back when you open your eyes?

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