Shadows

Sad, happy, angry and content

These are all masks I have to wear,

Knowing failure will come if they fall.

Some will look into my eyes

And they will see shadows.

Shadows of things

That should never be seen

In the eyes of a child.

Others see the innocence

They wish were still there.

But no one is willing to look

When true pain appears.

Pain is too disturbing,

Especially to the ignorant.

To the wise,

It is a reminder of days past

When pain was all there was.

But then, the mask falls back in place

And all is right in the world once more.