Mask of my life...

Hiding who I am is something I have always done....

 You tell me I am beatiful, I say I am not, we could go over this all day...Night comes and goes, so does my taste in who I am..Finding out who I am is something I have let no one do. I have these walls up for a reason, YOU make me want to bring them down, and show the world who I am.... Then it all comes over me, I think about what I am about to do and get sceard, I let what others tell me come to mind...I stay in my world so I can avoid what you think as well as what others think...When I am told I am beautiful, I only think of how fat and ugly I am.....I wiegh one hundred and thirteen pounds, but I constantly think of how much I could chang... I try and dye my hair so you will stop looking my way, but somehow you always seem to come back....I am going to let my walls come down now... only for you though............You love me for who I am, my mask no longer is needed infront of you, but to others it is...so you get a mask and hide away with me too! Living with the shadow of night and the secretes of a mask, is the life we shall live. My mask hides all of my ugly flaws...does yours?

Author's Note

I am shy, no the boy has not came along. but I am happy with hiding in the night for now.

Reviews

[Psychopath^-^]

I love this!!!:D

[Poeticpiers]

You have a talent for writing but you write prose not poetry.Poetry must be meterd so that it flows smoothly read aloud. May I suggest you study the rules of poetry.The teen age years can be very trying on the emotions writing is one way of dealing with this

[Vestigial Appendage]

Awww, how sad. You will have your prince soon enough and I'm sure he can take much and give much! Nice piece. I feel the same.