the mask of my life

i bet you dont know

that you dont know me.

your my friend - been that way forever

but all you see

is a mask

shaped perfectly to my face.

the mask is shiny,

new and happy.

but it's just that - a mask.

not my real face

not the real me.

the real me is sad,

lost and confused.

unable to find a place

where it can truelly be itself.

i dont take off my mask

unless im alone

and able to cry.

somewhere i can break down

with no body watching.

i only wish

that the mask of my life

could someday,

be my true face

Reviews

[joshua deathdealer]

I really like this write. I can defiantly relate. Nicely done.

[Brianna]

Do I know you? I don't really know.. But I know enough to say that if I'm your friend, I want you to come to me with anything, and I will always help you. All of your poetry and writing shares such strong emotions of sadness and despair, and they're amazing, don't get me wrong. umm wait ha I gotta go really quick, but talk to me later

[Sunflower 20]

well said! i think all teenagers can relate to that feeling of pretending to be someone your not. it was almost like a plea to be accepted for who you are, well done :)

[just take a breath]

i think we could all really relate to this! which always makes a poem/story/ETC. really great. for me, the only problem was that it didnt flow very well and i found myself stopping in the middle of it... but that just might be me :P

great!