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I wear this mask on my face,
Hoping that someday I can be embraced,
I smile and joyfully talk and help others,
Even to some of them I am a mother,
But what about me and how I am feeling,
Sure it's true that I'm not appealing,
But when I help others I ask for nothing all,
People use me then throw me off of a building to fall,
I'm sick of this s**t you hear me your guys,
I feel that it's finally my turn to rise,
Rise up I will and defend myself,
No longer will I let you all use me and rip me to shreds,
I'm through with this s**t, no more using me,
I'm finally sticking up for myself and crying no more.