when someone loves me
i am afraid of it

i am talking about
undisguised love
day by day
tiny bits of myself...







...take off my mask.

Trigger warning: Cutting, self harm


Not technology
Not an accessory
Not a tool
Not a clock
Not a device
Not jewelry

My watch is a mask
A disguise, a cover
For the darkness I hide

As long as it’s there
As long as it stays put
They’ll never know
That underneath
There are marks which prove
Irrefutably
I’m living a lie
I’m not alright

But I can keep it quiet
Hiding my wounds
Beneath my watch band

I cannot tell if my heart is unjust
I cannot tell If I am alive
I cannot tell if I have a choice
I cannot tell if my words are worthy
I cannot speak although I have a voice
is it fait that I was given
a faintest of a chance to live
for I have not done a difference
and my words are undone
by any fellow that claims he's me
Do I have a personality
behind this mask I've been hiding behind
im scared the mask is my true own self
and once I remove it
I wont be alive.

Take my pride
(there was never much
anyway) take my sorrow take my
anger frustration can’t-do attitude

and I’ll be good
again, well-meaning and
innocent in a
bland
sort of way

In my head again
fighting a battle
I know I can't win.

Shut down or stand up,
never good enough.
Insecurities.

Conceding no more,
hesitation gone,
I've settled the score.

Look in the mirror,
dismiss my disguise.
Fierce and Strong I rise.

doesn't matter
if you got the mask on
even hermits could see
your true intentions through these
holes

cars, no hearts, no souls, no warmth
machineries from metal were consist.
old factories and smoke.
big cities and high-rise buildings. fake smiles, fake faces, cold nights. lonelliness and empiness.
no speach, no words.
around just masks.
just masks around me.