The Mask

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2008

there is a mask on my face

that I wear whenever I go out

it has a smile painted on it

though there is nothing to smile about



there is a mask on my face

that never ever cries

all it has is happiness

while inside it dies



there is a mask on my face

that acts as if everything is all right

even though everything is not okay

and happiness is far out of sight





there is a mask on my face

that tricks many people each day

into thinking I'm happy

until the mask finally melts away

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spacecowboy's picture

this is a great poem. Good job, I love the imagery, something everyone can relate to.