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!
Friendship is like life.
It goes away,
And comes again.
Fr
F- Friends are precious gifts
R- Rare and hard to find
I- Invisible when life is
Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune
A friend is not just someone who hangs out with you.
A friend is someone who cares about
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
I never knew love until I found you.
Always thought it was a myth until you showed me it
Love is not a thing you get a lot
but love the girl you have got...
she is always
I don't want to keep feeling this way,
Because each time I come closer, you move away.
I Am Always There - You're Never Alone
When you're feeling down and blue,
And life is being cruel to you,
Just remember
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
