THE MASK

Behind the smile we hide the pain

A brilliant disguise, but it's no game.

For no-one knows the extent of pain

For know two people are the same.

And like a sore that never heals

Sufferers carry when pain deals

And so the smile remains the dressing

For only with time...... the pain will lesson.

Reviews

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Witty.. I loved this poem. I loved how you incorporated real medical terms like "dressing". Masks that people wear. You leave the reader to come to their own conclusion as to why people hide. why can't they just share. And clever last word - lesson! Well done!