We wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,—
This debt we pay to human guile;
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
And mouth with myriad subtleties.
Why should the world be over-wise,
In counting all our tears and sighs?
Nay, let them only see us, while
We wear the mask.
We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries
To thee from tortured souls arise.
We sing, but oh the clay is vile
Beneath our feet, and long the mile;
But let the world dream otherwise,
We wear the mask!
If Four Is A Party This Is A Parade
I have one too many personalities,
I don't know which one is me,
So if I'm nice a
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
Sometimes life is hard, and there is so much I still don't understand.
I feel alone and a
Life is what we make it.
It cares not what we do.
No matter how we
Happy Birthday to my very best friend.
Your special day has come by again.
We had
Live, love, laugh,
play, fight, cry.
Time seems short when it's just you and I,
There's this little thing called friendship.
I experience it every day,
And I wil
But I have to be honest
I just don't know-how
My heart aches
For yet anot
I've always viewed life from the sidelines,
Just watching it passing me by.
In th
Come a little closer
Honey, come a little closer,
let me whisper in your ear.
