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Mask
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Serious It hides my feelings
from the fake and the real
When I leave my house I put on my mask
The mask hides my sadness and puts the smile on my face
For people love my smile more than the sadness
I sit there silent and watch the pure people that are happy
My friend made me a mask one day
It reminded me of how I hide these emotions
The mask sits in my room reminding me of this every day
It's the happiest mask the no one can see through
Several Times
people I admired told me that they put on a mask and smile with people and suggested I do that; sounds like schizoid behavior to me. Genuine is better. ~allet~