Pump up the music, <br />the tension is building, <br />turn up the volume, <br />don't let the hurt sink in. <br /> <br />put that mask on, <br />keep pushing them away. <br />close you heart for a second longer, <br />hide the tears you sleep in. <br /> <br />keep the tears pushed back, <br />not looking for attention. <br />you hurt the ones you love, <br />just because you are that messed up. <br /> <br />so confused you constantly lie, <br />never telling the truth, not a sound. <br />trying to hide your mistakes, <br />hate being known as the screw up. <br /> <br />pump of the music, <br />the tension is building, <br />turn up the volume, <br />don't let the hurt sink in.<br /><br />Heather Cropper<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-mask-14/
