The Mask

La Mascara:

Blanca, mas palida que el papel

Tiesa, mas dura que el concreto

Falsa, como mi alegria

asi es la mascara que llevo cada dia

para ocultar mis penas

ahogar mi dolor

proteger mi espiritu

prefiero llevarla como mi verdadero ser

a exponer mi alma a las criticas

prefiero que sea ella la que aguante los golpes

a que lo sea mi corazon, a duras penas latente

tan seca y fria es mi mascara

tal cual el portador

The Mask

White, even paler than paper

Hard, even stronger than concrete

Fake, like my joy

That is the mask i wear everyday

To hide my sorrow

Drown my pain

Protect my spirit

I preffer to wear it as my true self

Rather than expose my soul to critics

I rather let it be the one recieving the hits

Than my heart that barely beats

So cold and dry is my mask

As the one that wears it.

Author's Note

The original is in spanish so... some mistakes are to be expected,
the original is above and below it is the english version.

Reviews

[yashmita13]

the spanish one has a different feel to it . amazing though

[The Gothic Tortoise]

i'm glad you liked it, however, i'm curious about what you mean about a ''different feel', i'd like to know what you mean by that, if you don't mind of course :)

[yashmita13]

Haha even in not sure how to describe it exactly.

[Number Six]

I like the feelings conveyed in this poem. Hits very close to home.

If I might ask, would you mind putting up the original spanish version, please?

Seria bueno que lo hicieras para asi poder verlo en su forma original.
Por favor, no pares de escribir, y menos si escribes asi. Muy agradable.

[The Gothic Tortoise]

Oh Thank you so much :) me alegra te haya gustado, publicare el original junto con mas que tengo, mantente alerta, no es el unico que subire y muchas gracias :)