No One to Take Off the Mask

November 21, 2008
By Anonymous

I don't know who to talk to,
It's clawing at my inside,
Needing to come out,
But no one understands
The pressure of being thin.

Just joking,
Body types don't matter,
That just my foolish mask,
To cover up the,
Monster eating me inside.

But the fact still stays the same,
That there's no one to tell,
No one ere to emphasize,
No one here who'd listen,
So I'll just run way.

Oh my god that was a lie,
Living on the streets won't help,
Still no one to confide in,
Becuase no one goes through life,
Afraid their dad will die.

The author's comments:
Isn't it amazing how much you can find out about yourself with just one therapy session? :)

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on Apr. 3 2009 at 2:32 am
IRBFGW DIAMOND, Cincinnati, Ohio
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Favorite Quote:
"Hey, assbutt!" Supernatural, Castiel.

I can relate, and i like that in poetry. good work!

GlitterFox said...
on Apr. 2 2009 at 1:12 am
Lovely. This poem unfolds just like a therapy session, uprooting one thought after another. I think you can take that train-of-thought theme further, maybe make it sound conversational. More comments like "just joking". That was great. A few small grammatical errors, but those are easily fixed. Also, there a million rich, deep ideas here, but you can make them more powerful by adding concrete detail. "Go through life" and "no one will listen" are abstract ideas that can give birth to details that'll knock your readers socks off. Good luck with this. There's a lot of talent here.

on Apr. 1 2009 at 9:52 pm
(=amanda=) GOLD, Somerset, Ohio
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never been to therapy...but this was a good poem =)

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