ItsSammy Posted May 2, 2019 Share Posted May 2, 2019 (edited) This Mask and Suit. Ask me who I am and I'll tell you, "I am he. I am the one you look for, when you see me I am many things like the wind, sand and sea But everyone seems to think I am simply debris ..." Ask me who I am and I'll tell you, "I have shed, The skin I wear now is but tacked on instead For I am the darkness at the foot of your bed And I am the thoughts that run through your head" Oh yes, my dear ask me who I am before you I wear this stupid suit for I am the man like a statue I wear this funny mask for I am the one that you pursue And no matter how you ask, my answer sounds like deja vu ... Behind a mask lies skin, then muscle and bone For ever since I was born I have but grown Yet this suit still fits and this mask, still mine own For I never out grow the things that I've known Reality is what they make it We're perfect if we fake it And maybe I can break it If I can but take it ... They fear what they can't control I control what they can't patrol Though they look for a loophole They can not steal your soul Time is only relevant when I say it is Go back in time to change all this Re-enact the day it'd miss And I create an abyss Death is just the after thought Aftershock of what you forgot But don't forget what I have taught And all the things that I have wrought For behind this mask is just muscle and bone Under this suit is something unknown And behind these eyes lies a cyclone Dangerous I am, yet scared to be alone ... I listen to every song, but I dance to none You look at me like I have become undone And when you see past this mask, someone I know under this suit is a vivid midnight sun They may call me crazy, insane But no one knows my brain They all simply live in vain Numb to this overt pain Different is for destruction Needs no introduction They miss deduction Instead, obstruction I don't believe in coincidence anymore The voice of the wicked, now at a roar And that's what everyone lives for Masks and suits, reality now folklore Have them stand up and speak. so loud Everyone listens and repeats, so proud Not a single soul in this huge crowd Maybe its time for a storm cloud Don't miss me when I'm gone For I've been the black swan Who brought the new dawn And something for you to dwell on Behind this mask and suit Is someone they persecute For different doesn't compute With what they constitute But, my dear Do not fear Change is here Crystal clear I will die tonight with this, a smile on my face With a laugh on my lips, that they can't replace And these memories of mine, they can not erase For even when I'm gone, I live on in your memory trace For I am not my mask, nor I am I this suit I wear I am everything I gave up to right what was unfair I am everything I gave to bring back what was in disrepair And I am everything I've done to fix what brought me despair ... Edited May 2, 2019 by ItsSammy 2 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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