My Mask

February 17, 2011
By LadyHaley GOLD, The Colony, Texas
LadyHaley GOLD, The Colony, Texas
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Blurred by the tears that hide the pain,
Falling down like pouring rain.
I was gone and now I'm found,
slowly drifting to the ground.
Yet again here i come,
to a world that I'm from.
No way out,
not even a shout.
No one knows that I'm here,
keeping secrets with a tear.
I'm alone and lost,
knowing the cost.
Keeping the mask,
so no one will ask.


The author's comments:
I honestly just went pen to paper and my hand just moved.

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