This Mask I Wear
This mask I wear makes people happy
It hides my mood when I feel crappy
It makes me seem that I'm a clown
When deep inside I'm feeling down
When all I want is to be left alone
To cry and scream and throw the phone
To beat the pillows and stomp my feet
To hold my breath 'til I'm as red as a beet
I want to punch holes in walls
Or chop a tree until it falls
I want to yell until I lose my voice
Or something else... whatever... my choice
But nope I'll just sit here and smile
And chat and laugh a longer while
And keep these feelings bottled up
"Til I can pour them in my cup
It hides my mood when I feel crappy
It makes me seem that I'm a clown
When deep inside I'm feeling down
When all I want is to be left alone
To cry and scream and throw the phone
To beat the pillows and stomp my feet
To hold my breath 'til I'm as red as a beet
I want to punch holes in walls
Or chop a tree until it falls
I want to yell until I lose my voice
Or something else... whatever... my choice
But nope I'll just sit here and smile
And chat and laugh a longer while
And keep these feelings bottled up
"Til I can pour them in my cup
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