Behind My Broken Smile

November 29, 2008
By Brianna Durkin, Naperville, IL

This mask I wear
She serves me well
She hides my pain
So they cannot tell
They see her smile
Never my tears
She shows no sorrow
She fights all my fears
They believe she is me
If they only knew
That she is my mask
My savior, too
My scars she hides
Behind laughter and lies
She says she's fine
But slowly she dies

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