Don’t look at me, I don’t want you to see me.
I show you the facade, the mask that I wear.
I don’t wear it to protect you, to keep you safe from the demons that hide inside my eyes.
This mask is my armour. I wear it to hide me from the world.
So much damage has been done, and I don’t think I can take even one scratch more of scar tissue before my skin splits open and all my hurts and pains come tumbling out.
When I’m alone in the dark, the demons come alive. They torture me, they rip me apart from inside.
Just when I feel that I’m done for, you come to my side, soothe my pain and chase the demons with your light.
Nobody knows this pain. I hide it away. If you only knew the true me, you’d leave. You wouldn’t walk you’d run, to save yourself from the demon inside.