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!
There once was a monkey in a city's zoo,
who dreamed of the outside sun.
He did l
When you feel like the world
has turned its back on you,
there's always one perso
I look into a broken mirror,
I seek to see why I am still living.
when I look aro
If my world were made of chocolate,
I know what I would do.
I'd make a chocolate
My One, My Only, My Everything
For so long, I wished for the day.
The day that our love would find its way.
From
I remember the first time you talked to me,
I wasn't sure what to do.
No one ever
From the first lingering glance
Shared by a pair of prying hearts
To the last diz
Is It To Late Or Is There Still Time?
If he is ready to date
I have no chance
I would already be too late
For t
You know the thing... right?
The thing that makes you feel good
The thing that ma
My parents' bedroom is far from mine, so I have to wonder
What the noise is every night t
