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Artist: SMR
Artist's Description
It's about my time in school

Genre(s): Alternative and Punk, R-n-B, Acoustic Pop
Mood(s): Anxious, Melancholic, Sad
Style(s): Ballad, Danger, Repression
Language(s): English
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Mask

By SMR
Carelessly I had let down my guard
Unaware cracks had formed on the mask I wore
With its protection impaired began their whispers and stares
And by trying to strip me bare of the mask of privacy I’ve been forced to wear do their true colors appear
Revealing the cruelty that had always been there, within them somewhere
Hidden from sight
Behind deceptively innocent smiles

Their simple minds glare at me through their hate filled eyes
Their whispers just loud enough for me to hear
For me to fear being here
I feel misplaced
I'm ashamed
I believe I might truly be to blame

Tiny cracks in the mask I wore
Enough for them to have me condemned
To burn at the stake in the flames of their hate
They want to see revealed the secrets that keep me safe
To see me scared
To see me break
Until there is nothing more to take

Their simple minds glare at me through their hate filled eyes
Their whispers just loud enough for me to hear
Confining me in a state of constant fear
I feel misplaced
I'm confused as to what I've done to deserve their hate?

Their whispers grow louder
With every tear on the mask I wear
Their stares more blatant
Hiding becomes harder
Each day they fan the flames so the fire spreads on farther
Confrontation and insults have become custom
This place has become a hellish maze from which there seems to be no escape
I am bound to burn in this blaze
If before I don’t asphyxiate on their hate

I’m being watched
I'm being judged
No matter where I go, as long as they are near
Prejudice pervades the air
It fills my lungs as I inhale
I’m drowning in these flames
I gasp for air untainted by their hate but it’s in vain
So I try to leave
To escape this place
But no matter where I am I can still taste their distaste of me
I live the rejection and the shame
From those who used to smile so kindly at me
In the hallways, on the streets
Those with whom I shared full on conversations, laughter or just simple pleasantries
Are now but stains in my memories
Even some I once had called my friends
Now evade me or ignore me like I never existed in the first place
If I’m lucky that is,
As some go out of their way to add to the tainting of my name,
To make sure I feel shame for my harmless ways
It’s their mission to tell the world just how much I am to hate
I am god’s mistake

Their simple minds glare at me through their hate filled eyes
Their whispers just loud enough for me to hear
For me to fear being here
I feel so misplaced
I'm saddened and hurt about just how little you cared about what we shared

For the longest time I would cry and wonder why
Why did I have to be this way?
But now I just wonder why do they choose to be like this?
Because I know for this I was not to blame
But I still feel defeated and at times ashamed
I fear that even after all this passes
Assuming I haven’t
And I have made it past this time by learning how to hide behind a better mask and more distrust
I’ll have to face the reality
It might never truly cease but forever be part of my life
As this is the price I have to pay
Not for being this way
But for having to be in this place
Surrounded by people who love to hate

Their simple minds glare at me through their hate filled eyes
Their whispers just loud enough for me to hear
For me to fear being here
I feel so misplaced
I'm indignant
Aren’t you ashamed?
Get off your high horse
Can’t you see you are doing much worse
I’m not the one choosing to inflict hurt

I have wondered just what goes through their minds and I still ponder to this day why hate is their favorite trait
Trade
Just what do they hope to gain
By treating anyone this way

Their simple minds glare at me through their hate filled eyes
Their whispers just loud enough for me to hear
For me to fear being here
I feel so misplaced
Although now I'm rather just tired and annoyed
Because I’ve heard it all before
But the fear never leaves me because I know it can always get worse once more
Behind even the kindest eyes and nicest smiles can hide something vile

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