My Masks

No one sees the part that I hide with my creations

Every day I create a mask,

To make it through the day.

No one ever notices

Because they are flawless masks

That hide the true nature of my heart

But sometimes these masks are cracked

Showing glimpses of my real self

Yet no one notices these flaws

And the day goes by with not one person seeing them

I never remove my masks during the day,

I'm too careful with that,

Only when I'm in a place no one can see me,

I remove them,

And cry.

Some days I wish someone would notice the cracks,

And hold me as I cry

Because I can't live my whole life living a lie.

I just want someone to tell me,

"It's okay to feel this way."

Or

"I'll be there for you."

That's all I want

Yet I'm afraid,

That I will lose that person.

And if I do......

I may lose myself.

I will go on,

But I don't know for how long,

Until then, 

I will always wear my masks.

Reviews

[Inkeyes]

I paint my face like a clown to mask the misery:) I really like what you've touched upon here, Very relatable. Great work!

[Matthew Kult]

Hello Fallen,

Miserably hidden and lost within ones own world
good read, good write. Well done.

Always,

Matthew
A.

[Samael17]

I totally understand this :( sometimes removing the facade allows the best people to reach you and, yes, even the worst of people to hurt you. I think the chance of good outweighs that of bad :)