Layers

Life is like a prison and I'm the inmate.
Each morning I awake to face a world of hate.
Loneliness hurt and past scars hide behind these brown eyes.
But you'll never know.
They're covered by a mask, so that it never shows.
Life is a prison, oh GOD let me out.
No one seems to listen to hear me when I shout.
Hidden secrets nobody knows, for my mask makes sure they never show.

So here I go I'm letting you in.
I'm removing my mask.
So you can see the real me within.
My hearts broken in half.
Mind still living in the past.
I've been pushed down and hurt so many times.
I feel this time will be the last.
As I lye here fading my thoughts are invaded by memories of the past.
None of them fond.
All remembrances of past scars.
I feel the pressure of shame and rejection building as I lye here on the floor.
I have no strength to get up.
I'm just not worth it anymore.