A Mask of DiamondA Poem by TessaI remeber how with the changes of days And seasons And years to pass I found my surroundings were not the only things changing. I too was changing... or should I say, adapting Learning to live in a lie I worked so hard to make believable. Waking up in the morning with a dreaded yearning to be happy So... I made myself happy I walked out of the house each morning with my second face... A mask of sorts, filled with smiles and enthusiastic laughs All of which had faded so long ago. I would go through the day and not a single person would see through the mask Because I built it that way... Hours of tears and blood Constant emotional turmoil to build myself a mask Of DIAMOND... Nothing could scratch it... Nothing could TOUCH it... It was beautiful... Because I made it that way... Yet still, at the end of the day I'd walk through that front door, and place that mask on it's shelf with a sigh of relief... And go about my business being the same person I'd always known myself to be.... © 2011 TessaAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on March 7, 2011 Last Updated on March 7, 2011 AuthorTessaClarkston, MIAbouti'm a random, spontanious person... and i'm always smiling... overall i'm just outgoing. love to everyone. more..Writing
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