You laugh and I laugh along

but you don't see the tears

slowly seeping down my face.

When I turn my head to look away

the mask disappears and I'm me,

the real me, the one you don't know.

I'm a melting candle, burned out for the night.

And I'm the cover-up you wear on your face.

I'm a mask that just won't come off,

no matter how you pull at it.

I'm a different person when I turn away

and lay awake crying, tears in my eyes.

I turn back to you and smile,

my fake smile plastered on my face.

But you don't notice the teardrop

in the corner of my eye.