The Mask

I rammed my fists through the glass.
I didn't even feel it, It happened so fast.
I bang my head upon the wall.
Numb i don't even feel it at all.
These things I do to try and feel.
If any part of me is real.
people only see what I want them to see.
But this is not real,not the true me.
I exist among you, but really live in exclusion.
This is not me it`s only an illusion.
Created to hide behind this facade,this mask.
It`s slipping now and hiding`s a harder task.
Maybe one day I'll go to sleep and awake in a better place.
Hiding no more, I'll remove the mask from my face.