It hides my feelings

from the fake and the real

When I leave my house I put on my mask

The mask hides my sadness and puts the smile on my face

For people love my smile more than the sadness

I sit there silent and watch the pure people that are happy

My friend made me a mask one day

It reminded me of how I hide these emotions

The mask sits in my room reminding me of this every day

It's the happiest mask the no one can see through 




Author's Notes/Comments: 

A mask sits in my room smiling at me 

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people I admired told me that they put on a mask and smile with people and suggested I do that; sounds like schizoid behavior to me. Genuine is better.  ~allet~ 

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