My Many Dresses

Nobody knows how this affects me

Whenever they complain, Whenever they explain

My words can only be meaningful through text

Because that’s my passion, Because that’s just easier

Nobody knows how it affects me

When I can’t help, When I can’t feel

You know I wear a mask

You know I have no other costume to wear

My dresses are colored to your moods

I wear one depending on the day

No one knows how tight fitting this is today

Or how loose another one is tomorrow

I wear a bow to hide my attitude

Because it’s not you that needs help

It’s me.

Nobody knows how this affects me

Whenever I see you all, whenever I watch you all

You’re all a little close group and laughing

Despite the pain you claim, Despite the begging all the same

Nobody knows how it affects me

When you stay away, when you stay far away

You know I wear a mask

You know I have no other costume to wear

My dresses are tattered and worn

I wear them because I still love you

I’m not embarrassed by how I look in them

Only because they make you feel better

I make sure you see my costume

Because it’s not you that needs help

It’s me.

So when I go to the store

And you pick out a dress for me

Pick out a color that might represent me

Something comfortable and presentable for me

Because if I can’t be myself

Then what kind of friend are you?

You know I wear a mask

You know I have no other costume to wear

My dresses are there, waiting and hoping

Because maybe one day I won’t need them anymore.

I’m embarrassed, I admit, to wear them day after day

But I wear them because of you, because of how I am

I want you to see the real me

I want you to accept me because…

It’s me.