Can you see the burning eyes
That hides behind the tinted glasses
And see the pain and recognize
That my wall of confidence is built on lies
I am afraid my mask is slowly slipping
And reveal the tortured soul that is flipping
While I walk around pretending that I am not tripping
But deep inside ,I feel my heartbeat dropping
Let us make believe that I am strong
And you can see that nothing is wrong
This twisted mind is seeing things that do not belong
Which I have failed to admit to you all along
MARYANN BOSAH 