No longer so hard, no longer so blind
I stare in the mirror at a face that’s not mine
No longer so harsh, no longer so cruel
The mask I had on was a useful tool.
Cannot keep a straight look on my face anymore
The skin disappearing, revealing the core
A sigh I take and try to put things back
Yet things won’t come if the will I lack
Emotions bubbling at my surface at last
Feathers I use to cover them fast
Cannot understand why I took away
The ice that covered my emotions today.
I want to set my emotions all free
Not doing so really pains me, you see
Yet it is better off to do what I’m told
And turn my eyes from warm to cold
My inner self defies me, I am not to blame
Things will come back, they will be the same
An emotionless mask I will put on again
Yet I still get wet when the clouds all rain.
Bedoor Bluemoon 
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