The Mask I Wear

The mask I wear,

Is of happiness and bliss.

You will never know,

How I'm dieing inside.

When I'm standing there,

Laughing at your jokes,

And smiling the way I do. 

I'm crying on the inside.

Behind this mask you see,

Is the real me.

The pain and sadness, 

That's deep inside.

A girl who lost,

Her mother to drugs. 

Who's heart is with her Nana,

Who passes away.

A misunderstood teen,

Unlike all the rest.

Behind this mask,

Is the girl, 

Who few understand.

A pen and paper,

And a razorblade,

Is her only release.