The Mask

I saw you sitting in a locked bathroom
Peeling away the mask
Sticky fingers from tough decisions
Slide over a smooth film
Take a set and find yourself

There was no love int he gift
No love in the touch
No love in the words
There was no love

Just a need to wear your mask
A need to feel free
From the responsibility of loneliness
And the possibility of a mistake

There was water running beside you
Those were my tears
I gave freely
Because you deserve better

When will you choose to see it