It covers me in illusions,
I cover myself in an illusion,
Making others blind to my feelings.
Making them think that it's fine,
That I'm fine.
Fine,
the word that actually means the opposite.
Sometimes I can't even see from behind the cloak,
The mask that covers my eyes,
Making me see what I want to see,
And feel what's not actually true.
It tricks me,
I trick myself,
and this mask makes me not search for help with whatever I'm going through.
I know that I should break the mask,
And let my emotions through,
But it feels so safe behind my mask.
When I try to take a peek at the world,
The world outside my mask,
I quickly slip it back on,
Because on the outside,
There are the horrors I've yet to face,
The ones that downplay my sadness,
And the ones who've caused me pain,
So I put back on my mask with the painted plastic smile,
And I also smile,
Even though I'm dying inside....
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Time And Thoughts
PoetryThis a book is where I freely express and convey emotions and my thoughts about topics. It's a place where I spend my TIME putting my THOUGHTS into words in hopes of helping someone. I've written these poems in such a way, so that my viewers can der...
