Their tracks are made from years upon years of letting them in and my eyes a story do tell.
And the scars? yeah they're there too, a road map to hidden places no one knows.
And I fight like hell not to let them win, while my thoughts each day remind me of where I've been.
But some days I still can't help but let them in and when I do...they win, and I'm left feeling the anger and the pain again.
There is a road map to the places no one knows and it's buried deep inside me where no one goes.
My smile is now painted yet my eyes still weep. The master of disguise...that is me.
~~Tammy Taylor~~