adminAug 25, 202040 Year Mask I first wore my mask at the age of 5I felt scared and alone but it’s how I survivedLike most I kept things insideBut it was my anger that I had to hide You see I knew that it made others recogniseThat although was I skin and bonesI had to use words to defend my pride I’m all but a boy with a thin layerIt’s all just a front to prevent my fears40 years gone and not much has changedExcept now I’m proud of my tears I was taught to keep myself toughAlthough my youth was pretty damn roughI’d play the blame game and deflect my issuesBut a man shouldn’t cry nor use tissues I couldn’t relate but a boy with a thin layerIt’s just a front to prevent my fears40 years on and not much has changedExcept now I’m proud of my tears Nothing rates more than the rarest of commoditiesThan the raw truth of simple plain honesty No nothing rates more than the rarest of commodities The raw truthOf simple plain honesty.
40 Year Mask
I first wore my mask at the age of 5
I felt scared and alone but it’s how I survived
Like most I kept things inside
But it was my anger that I had to hide
You see I knew that it made others recognise
That although was I skin and bones
I had to use words to defend my pride
I’m all but a boy with a thin layer
It’s all just a front to prevent my fears
40 years gone and not much has changed
Except now I’m proud of my tears
I was taught to keep myself tough
Although my youth was pretty damn rough
I’d play the blame game and deflect my issues
But a man shouldn’t cry nor use tissues
I couldn’t relate but a boy with a thin layer
It’s just a front to prevent my fears
40 years on and not much has changed
Except now I’m proud of my tears
Nothing rates more than the rarest of commodities
Than the raw truth
of simple plain honesty
No nothing rates more than the rarest of commodities
The raw truth
Of simple plain honesty.