Venom

Somewhere deep
Inside myself
There sits a boy
With a mask.
Made of blood
And tiny blue
Drops of tears.
he cries tonight
Screaming out
From his agony.
he dreams of
Yesterday And
all he Could have had.
he fears tomorrow
And what will be.
he wants to hide

Behind the mask
Forever.
he wants to be
The guy everyone Will like.
Although they Won't
really be liking him.
he could handle
Not truly Being liked.
Because while he's
Behind the mask.
he's at least
Somewhat loved.
he's screaming out why?!
Why can't I just
Be the mask?
But he knows
That the mask is
What's killing him.
But that doesn't matter
Because all he knows
How to be
Is the boy
Behind the mask.