Mask

I stand looking in the mirror
My eyes filled with sorrow
The person looking back at me
Is not who I want to be
I want to be happy
Free of my minds terrible thoughts
I put on a happy face day to day
To make people think that im ok
They do not know what is happening beneath the surface
And what is worse, I feel I deserve it
Feeling my own pressure bearing down
I try to get up but hit the ground
I want to see me the way other people do
Beautiful, smart, and funny too
But I do not see what everybody sees
I see a broken, weak me
I have been told to love someone you must love yourself first
But what if loving yourself hurts
I struggle with this everyday
To try and make my pain go away
I wish someone could see
The happy face I put on is not me
It’s a mask I wear to deceive the world
To keep anyone from getting inside
Can someone please rip this mask from my face
See the real me that’s in its place
Love me for the good and the bad parts
For that person I will share my heart

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Your poem is a prayer. May

Your poem is a prayer. May God who answers all prayers in time
answer yours very quickly