It is just a game,
Only a masquerade.
I put on my mask
To hide my shame.
Please keep your distance.
I do not want anyone close.
God forbid you see my
Put together life for what it really is.
It is just a joke.
The pain goes deep.
Way down into what makes me me.
My heart is sore.
Hold me, Jesus.
I cannot see.
Was it really so easy
For him to leave you right there
And walk away
To chase happy ever elusive
Only to have it end in disrepair?
Lord, please show me mercy
And what I should do.
This is such a hard process.
I want to be more like you.
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