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nothing but tears
that hide my fears
which hide my pain
which hides my wekaness
we hides me...

I hide behind a mask of tears
a mask of fears
a mask on things that holds my soul near

I am a walking
talking
spoken thing
Ment to obey
ment to please
ment to feel nothing
but my master deems

I am a mask of tears
Of fears
Of pain

I am that which you say
and that which you may
I am nothing but a tool
but deep down
I am more of a fool

A fool who is a tool
Now isn't that just pretty?
I am no more of use
Now will you take pity?

Now will you help me?
Now that you have destoyed me


(sorry if it sucks of has no taste is just plan sounds emo and stupid...but I'm just..very sad right now)