Max🐝 J. Carter en The Church of Rock 'N' Roll, Poetry, Writers Author • Self 25/11/2016 · 1 min de lectura · +200

In this there is no boast

I found the mask

It was my task

Not a mask to be worn by me

A mask that was worn by thee

I had to pull back and let you put on the show

As if I didn’t know

Seeing right through you is no joy

I ain’t crazy and this is no ploy

It’s not easy being me

Seeing right through all of thee

It allows me to know what you need

I see what makes you bleed