The Mask...
I am independent...yes I am,
I walk with pride and earn the shine
I buy myself flowers, beautiful ones,
I hold the fort with resilience,
But a secret lies in the perfect smile,
A perfect mask for me to hide,
The flowers I buy stay still for days,
The fort I hold has cracks and tears,
Never let them know, never let them see,
No matter what, never let them in,
I'm strong and I know I've come so far,
But the wounds grow deep, I hide the scars,
The shoulders once strong, grow weaker now,
The little girl is lost in a raging storm,
And there stands a woman cold as ice,
Folding to none, holding it inside...
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The Mask... I am independent...yes I am, I walk with pride and earn the…
