She is happy, I'm sad.
She has friends, I don't.
People understand her;
No one understands me.
She feels happiness and love.
I feel pain and sadness.
She doesn't cry;
I cry all the time.
She will have someone to love.
I never will
She is pretty in pink,
I'm dark and black
She is warm inside.
I'm always cold.
She doesn't bleed tears.
I do every day.
Her heart is red.
Mine is black.
She doesn't have emotions.
I have emotion.
Her emotions don't run her life.
Mine do.
Everyone has a mask they hide behind. I've put on a mask of emotions since I started going to school. My friends never understand, and I can't make them, it's hard to explain, and it's like...
My Mask
Published by Family Friend Poems May 2009 with permission of the Author.
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