Magazine, website & books written by teens since 1989

A mask I wear.

Custom User Avatar
More by this author
My mask, My mask. It is me. With out it I'll be lost for eternity, I grab my mask like some a purse, for fear with out it I will not work. Oh cant you see in side my soal? A look of surprise I would behold. A song, A dance, I'm always always in a trance, waiting for my signal. A bell? The clock? I feel like I'm being pelted with rocks.A cry emerges from my lips, And my head it slowly tips. The utter pain, I must resign, And leave all my freinds and loved ones behind... For do they really know me? Do they wonder why? Why the simpilist of things make me want to cry? A mask I wear, It covers me, and lets my spirit wander free, A pictures worth a thousand words, But what about those left unheard?



Join the Discussion


This article has 3 comments. Post your own!

tempust said...
Nov. 14, 2009 at 8:19 pm:
I like the actual poem, but you probably should have worked on the formatting. Emotional, though. Some of the phrases were thought provoking.
 
Reply to this comment Post a new comment
 
MayaChristine This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Nov. 14, 2009 at 5:18 am:
really good, very powerful.
 
panda0434 replied...
Nov. 14, 2009 at 5:28 pm :
hey thnxz for being the first to comment... i really appreciate it .... :)
 
Reply to this comment Post a new comment
 
Site Feedback