The Mask

October 11, 2009
They think they know who I am,
and exactly what I'll be.
They see the side I only expose,
instead of seeing the "real me".

But everything I hide away,
is hidden behind a mask.
Every feeling, thought, and smile
has been buried with my past.

So I put on my fake face,
and steady my broken voice.
I transform myself into a monster
and I do it without a choice.

My smile has no feeling
and my eyes are only hollow.
My sunshine has been chased away,
and the darkness is all I follow.

But one of these days I'll break free,
and they won't now me anymore!
They'll finally see the honest smile
that they haven't seen before.

And then I will leave them all behind
as I find myself that day.
I will be myself again,
when the mask finally goes away.

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Charliieee said...
Oct. 19, 2009 at 3:28 pm
Beautiful. Cleverly phrased. I know many people, including myself, will be absorbed into your poetry. x
Lixxy_93 said...
Oct. 18, 2009 at 2:22 am
amazingly written...once again you have put to words my own thoughts and feelings into words. wonderful job
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