The Mask

person in a neglectful relationship

The laughter from my mouth to hide the tears from my eyes

You never will know just how hard I can cry

The latent suppression to keep your attention

You hate my emotion; I’ve heard those words spoken

You could care less what I have to offer

All you want is the next pretty lover

I sit and I watch on the stone wall outside

And know through the mask, you’ll never see me cry