masks

another morning,

waking up from a drug induced slumber,

meant to ease me from my pain, 

instead causing an addiction to the blissful innocence of my dreams.

another morning,

spent making my life happy,

with a mask of make up and clothes to fit in.

what do i do to please them today,

line my eyes in green,

giving color to lifeless gray,

i hope this will suffice, 

at least they're not gonna see tear stains,

that must count for something, right?

another day, 

these halls filled with glitz and glam,

designer clothes worn just right,

no black or sadness to be seen,

oh no not again.

another day,

being judged again for not fitting in,

skinny jeans and grunge band tees just aren't enough,

my hundred dollar converse don't count for anything these days,

i should have spent my money on that purse ill never carry,

better yet i should have stayed in bed instead.

the stress and shame,

silent mocking behind my back,

look at what shes wearing,

she will never be enough for us.

another night,

filled with unneeded pain,

caused by the cruelness of others,

my perfectly placed green liner drips down my face,

i laugh as my mask leaves glittery streaks down my pale cheeks.

another night,

filled with tears that i cant hold back,

why do i let myself put on a mask of happy and compliance,

when at the end of the day its just a waste of my time,

why do i continue to show someone to the world that doesn't even exist

Reviews

[Lexi Villanueva]

Wow this is deep and from
The soul n heart good job!-100