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Writer's pictureOutspoken Indignous

The Mask(s) I Wear

(2/27/06)


I wear a mask for work

and for life.

I turn it with ease,

only a few has seen the true me.

I smile, but is it real?

I laugh, but at what?


You say that I am strong,

and positive in what I'm doing.

Look the other way,

I'll shed tears endlessly

like any other person.

Look at me once

you see a smile that is forced,

words that come with ease,

yet they drain me.

I wear a mask to hide

the real me that you fear.

You want me to be me,

but can you handle it?


Can you take the dark side

that hides in the depths of my heart?

The laughter that sends chills

down your spine?


Or


Would you rather

hear the laughter

that relieves you,

with the smile

that you say looks nice on me.


Remember,

I am just a human wearing

two masks.

Hiding my true self

only to please the corporate

so I can live off the money.

But what is my true smile,

my real laughter,

and my heart felt words?


Only a few will know.

Only a few...


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