Dont try to' decode me;
enter into any liberties
never try to' read my mind
so aloof cause you'Re not my kind
your a bore and so uncouth
and you wouldnt know the truth
if it bludgeonded you in the eye-
and this is all more reason why
my words wont tell a thing to' you
theres nothing you can say or do
dont bother taking me to' task
im hidden well, i wear the mask
no treason makes my blood turn cold
no action makes my own less bold
dont need limelight in wich to' bask;
im self contained; i wear the mask
no one can recognize or know
the real me behind the show;
the mask contain conventially
so i can be' more vehement me
ill let you live if you retreat
away from me and do not seek
to' move the mask aside to' find
the real face that lives behind
worn so long, that now my face
has rotted off inside this place
im just a skull inside this frame
though once i had a living name
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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