Friday, August 7, 2009
You thought time could fade my memories, but you were wrong. I still can remember every single thing you said to hurt me. You thought time could heal everything, but you were wrong. The wound may be gone but there always will be a scar.
Wearing a mask does not mean I have forgotten what you have done. It only means I should go on with life, but it still means that I remembered everything. You never know when have created a deep cut in me, but it is always there. Feigning innocence does not help, the cut is there. Know it or not, I am willing to wear that mask for you. Just to let you be the innocent and ignorant one. But I never minded that.
You never knew how much I have done for you. Nothing much, only that my heart is full of bandages. You tried to heal them, but all you did was cover them. The wound is still there. It's still bleeding, but I bandaged them myself but the scars are there. Once cut, never disappears.
Once I tried to ask you why did you hurt me, and you tried to explain but you changed the topic real quick. You never liked to face the raw truth. But, the truth is the truth.
And I forgave you one after another. I just let them past just like that. But do you even know how much that hurt? Do you know the scars still open sometimes? You were never there for me. I did everything by myself but they never worked. I just wore that mask whenever I needed to.
What a wonderful mask that is. But too bad it is only a mask. It only covers the truth. And makes me look on the bright side of life. I dun have only you. I still have my own friends and family. Life is not only just about you. I can just tear those bandages away to let them heal, but they will hurt.
But this is not the time. You said you will share with me your mask. But you never did it, so I'm here waiting for you and your mask. With my bandages and all...
Wearing a mask does not mean I have forgotten what you have done. It only means I should go on with life, but it still means that I remembered everything. You never know when have created a deep cut in me, but it is always there. Feigning innocence does not help, the cut is there. Know it or not, I am willing to wear that mask for you. Just to let you be the innocent and ignorant one. But I never minded that.
You never knew how much I have done for you. Nothing much, only that my heart is full of bandages. You tried to heal them, but all you did was cover them. The wound is still there. It's still bleeding, but I bandaged them myself but the scars are there. Once cut, never disappears.
Once I tried to ask you why did you hurt me, and you tried to explain but you changed the topic real quick. You never liked to face the raw truth. But, the truth is the truth.
And I forgave you one after another. I just let them past just like that. But do you even know how much that hurt? Do you know the scars still open sometimes? You were never there for me. I did everything by myself but they never worked. I just wore that mask whenever I needed to.
What a wonderful mask that is. But too bad it is only a mask. It only covers the truth. And makes me look on the bright side of life. I dun have only you. I still have my own friends and family. Life is not only just about you. I can just tear those bandages away to let them heal, but they will hurt.
But this is not the time. You said you will share with me your mask. But you never did it, so I'm here waiting for you and your mask. With my bandages and all...
