Day and night,
I hide my face,
I hide my eyes,
To those who won’t look,
To those who won’t find.
For my eyes are what
Leads you to my emotions,
My soul,
Me.
I’ve learned to wear a mask,
Covering all that is bad,
All that I don’t want to show,
All of the real me.
Day and night,
I never take it off.
No one sees under the mask,
Not my friends,
Not my family,
And sometimes,
Not even me.
But I do peak through
Every once in a while,
And let others see in.
But they all just
Stop and stare.
They complain,
They don’t believe,
They are disgusted by what they see.
So the mask stays on.
It has grown into my face.
It has become a part of me.
I know who I am,
I know my problems,
I know the girl behind the mask.
She is trapped,
She is lost,
She cannot get out.
And the problems still remain.
If only she would come out,
Break free,
Then you would see the real me.
All my problems,
All my flaws,
And still believe me,
Still love me,
For whom I really am.
Me,
The real me,
Without this tortuous
Mask.