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Fake people drive me crazy

They wear a mask

But make everyone green with envy

The seemingly simple task

Of being popular



People from behind the mask do come

Only in the privacy of their own

They think I'm dumb

And they haven't shown

The truth



They have no idea

Of the life I live

I am more like them than they know

I too have a secret I'm not likely to give

Though someday I know



I will have to give up this mask

Which makes us one

It'll be my life-long task

Till I can cross it off as done



Some day I'll be free to fly

All you'll see is me

I'll be able to walk, and see the masks pass by

But I'll be free!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this poem when I realized that I do hide behind a mask. I also hated that I, as well as others DO hide behind masks to hide what we really feel. Maybe someday we can all shed our masks!

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last updated 11 October 2010 - 7:51pm
©18 January 2005 - 9:31pm — k4horses4ever
22 January 2005 - 1:24am — Megan Louise (not verified)
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This poem, I thought, wasn't as good as the others. It didn't had an awkward irregular meter and seemed too disorganized for my own liking. And line 11 you wrote 'the' when I believe you meant to write 'they' just a little typo that I caught, nothing serious.