Mask
by crystal tiara

i speak;
no one hears me.
i try to be seen;
but remain in the shadows.
emotions bottled up inside
with nowhere to pour them out,
with no one to listen,
with no one to understand.
outside, all they see are smiles-
a facade of happiness; just another charade.
but they don't know
and perhaps they never will.
and so i put on my smiling mask
as i walk out to face the day.

Author's Notes: This is one of my many angsty pieces of poetry. I wrote this when I was feeling slightly depressed sometime this year, as a result of conflicting emotions. I felt that not much people really understood me, not even my friends. Well, this poem sums up my feelings on how some of my friends never seem to truly pay attention to me. What they don't know is that despite my seemingly cheerful exterior, all my emotions are pent up inside because no one seems to be interested anyhow.