My Mask Broke
Everyone wears a mask to hide what they feel, but sometimes when what they feel seems too much, the mask tends to break.
I promised myself that I wouldn't be serious about this but why the hell am I crying now?
I hate being a jealous-type of person. I hate it so much.
My mask fell apart, but he didn't even notice. My thoughts seemed insignificant. I don't know what to do now. I'm really....hurt.
My heart is cracking again.
Why did the universe introduce me to him? I've already had enough sadness to last a lifetime. Okay, maybe several years atleast.
Maybe there's a reason
I stand in your presence..
That song's just one of the songs that are haunting me.
We're gonna be dancing later, I don't know if I'll feel like moving at all though.
For once, I don't know if Mint Chocolate can solve this problem.
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