I like to be invisible
to the reality of my life
the masks I wear "they use to", but now I cant even
hide...
my guilt and shame- run so deep,
deeper then my death..
There in my face, every minute of my disillusionment, my daily life.
Im awake but already dead... I'm as invisible as I can be for now.. my nightmare hide and seek.. someday maybe, someday I will find me..
©ginahollin
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