left lonely happiness is now only a disguise
to mask away the pain that resides inside
like a thief in the night she stole my heart she stole my love she stole my pride
so now i fight with the pain
to regain the light in my life my sanity i must retain
get theese crazy feelings out of my heart and out of my brain
SO! ! !
there are no limits to the lengths that i will go
to accomplish the mental strength that i will need to move on and groww
time heals all wounds and this process is the slowest of slow
but short was the period of time i was able to call her mine
such a disgrace
and such a waste
but im ok dont you see the smile upon my face
not a speck of sadness for anyone to trace
but when i turn around
my head will once again sink to the ground
and next time you ask
i will again put on this dreadful dreadful mask

keith hendrickson

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/masquerade-20/