The last show

a girl who hides behind her mask

as we watched her dance,

we can't help but wonder

why she wore a mask

dancing so gracefully,

we all wish to see the one behind the mask.

as she dance,

with each leap,

each twirl,

every single landing

were executed to perfection.

it was as though

the dancer herself is perfect

and yet we all inch to see the

one behind the mask.

as we continue to watch,

i noticed the person behind the mask

the tears behind the eyes,

she was in pain,

all those dance moves,

they weren't her,

they were so forced,

so unwillingly.

i looked up and try to smile

and tell her it's okay,

but she and i both

know this will be her last show,

her last chance to show the world,

yet till then, she refused to take off

her mask,

hiding behind the mask of her,

doing all the acts of pretense.

i wonder which is the real her,

she hides herself so often,

thinking to herself

that she isn't perfect,

that she overlooks the beauty that lies within her

that she herself with all her flaws,

might not be perfect in her eyes,

but in mine, they will always be.

As she bowed down,

her mask fell,

she tries to put it back,

not wishing people to see her ugliness,

she sat down and tears start to fall.

i stood up,

and clap.

and one by one, every one stood up to clap.

all of them. not for her dance,

but for the beauty that she really is.

Reviews

[Lixin]

This has potential but you have some things to work on. Firstly, you reveal too much. You could play around with the words more. Twist things around a little, don't tell your readers everything.

Anyways I'm Lixin from thatsamess.wordpress.com