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The Pain Behind The Mask
The smile I wear everyday isn’t real.
It’s just a mask to hide how I really feel.
I never remove it for anyone or let my guard down, I promise myself I won’t break.
But sometimes when I think of you, the pain is too much for me to take.
You told me to remove my mask, to show you the real me.
When I did, I collapsed and sobbed down on my knees.
In between the tears I said,
"I love you can’t you see? Do you even care about me?"
You said nothing, you just stood and stared.
I should've known that you never really cared.
You turned around with nothing to say.
And I had to watch you as you walked away.
I was left with my tears.
Realizing that I was living my worst fear.
I couldn’t believe that the fear was true.
You didn’t love me as much as I love you.
When you were finally out of sight,
I stood up which seemed to take all of my might.
I put on my mask like every other day,
And I went on with my life which seemed like the only way.