Fake

Haunted by the memories of what was,
Dying by the reality that is now
Crushed by the fake smiles of people I consider friends
Slowly healing
My wounds turn to scars
That I forever carry as proof of my struggles
Covering them up with my masks and water paint happiness
Being washed away by my tears of sorrow and loss
In my head all that makes sense is lost
and I stuck in my temporary insanity
Listening to my words of hate and loathing when I know it's not me truely speaking but someone inside of my heart taking the controls that I can't grasp.