
A poem about a person who fakes who they really are, and fears rejection. Kind of depressing, and doesn't have a pretty little bow at the end.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Drama/Hurt/Comfort - Words: 128 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 1 - Published: 07-06-10 - Status: Complete - id: 2825353
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Masks
I go to school
With an elaborate mask on my face.
It covers me in lies.
It makes me exuberant,
Even when I'm sad.
It gives me many friends.
But every night,
When I take my mask off,
I fall asleep crying.
I cry,
Knowing my friends
Aren't friends with the real me,
They are friends with my mask.
But if I take my mask off,
I wonder if my friends would like what they'd see,
Or if they'd turn a cold back on me.
So the next day,
I go to the fake world of school
With my mask
Still firmly in place,
And I know,
There's no way out.
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