A Mask by Deanna M GritsonisWhen the door slams behind you
The tears that fall
Sobbing to freedom
To escape what you have created
In the car I sat
Thinking of how alone I really was
It didnt seem to matter to you
OUT OF LOVE YOU YELL??
What the hell
How sad is this time
When I still not the age to understand
I look around at great families
How they really love
How ours is a mask for the tears shed underneath
I am done
I am gone
You are afraid to lose me,
Well you already lost
02/14/2002 Posted on 02/14/2002 Copyright © 2025 Deanna M Gritsonis
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