My Mask

• by Aman Iqbal Wani
• 3 years ago

This poem touched my heart. I have been wearing a mask since I was 6. I always hid all pain and suffering and kept a smile on my face. I found some amazing friends, but I still wore a mask, maybe because I thought I would lose my only friends. My family is a loving family, but they didn't understand me, they wouldn't even if I told them. They all think a child doesn't have anything to feel lonely or depressed about, but they are wrong. I always smile and try to work hard for them so I can become their pillar of support when they are old, but my heart is crumbling day by day. I only have them and my God that I live for. I would've crumbled long ago, but for them I try to not crumble. I'm 14 now. I still wear the mask, never revealing my real self. If someone could understand me, I would shed my blood and tears for them, but I don't have someone like that.

• by Taniya Chaudhari
• 4 years ago

This is really an awesome poem. It really touched my heart. I read it at that moment when everything was against me, but I still wanted to show the world that I’m happy. My life was full of sadness, and I showed the world that my life is full of happiness.

• by Anonymous
• 5 years ago

I wake up every day feeling unhappy and empty like there's no one there and my mom doesn't understand what I'm going through, not even if I try to explain to her. I don't think that she ever will understand, and maybe that's because my mom isn't me and I'm not my mom. It really bugs me sometimes the way she acts.

I have heard many people adults in particular say that kids can't be depressed or sad because kids don't have bills to pay and kids don't have jobs to go to every day, which is true, but that doesn't make any sense because kids have to go to school every day and at school there are some really bad things and some really bad people like bullies and even some of the teachers are in the wrong. Some so-called friends are breaking each other’s hearts. Some kids feel stupid or dumb because someone is making them feel that way by saying things like. "Hey, I'm smarter than you are" even when they aren't. So just be you and be amazing. Don't let anyone ever hold you back! Don't be like me.

• by Vikkey Verma
• 6 years ago

This poem touched me a lot. I am a simple boy and my heart is clear, but in this world everyone has bad intentions. No one wants to let you happy. So a lot of problems occurred my life. I trusted those people who make fun of my feelings. So I wore a mask of fake smile and happiness. My parents don't believe in me. They always think that I am a wrong boy. I can't do anything in this world, so they don't care about me. Now I am unmarried and living alone. Friends seem to think that I am the happiest person in this world because I wore a mask and a fake smile.

• by Neville
• 6 years ago

I been avoiding talking about this for the past 3-4 years. I feel dead inside, not the boy I used to be. Cancer threatened to take away the only thing that kept me alive, my mom. I have watched my dad chase my mother down the streets while she was sick. I got racially abused at school, and I couldn't tell anyone. My parents fought every day and I would just watch.

I've been trying to move on, but every time I go back to the day my father wanted to give up on my mother. They pulled though, and they are now happy, but I carry the scars of the fights. I can no longer fit into society as I have learn to live alone in my thoughts. I'm in my own dark world.

• by Mike Holland
• 7 years ago

This poem really touched me. I've worn a mask since I was just a small kid. I'm fourteen now, and I'm in high school. Things aren't really going better, to be honest. My father sexually abused me and my brother when we were younger. That's why I wear that mask. I guess I will just be stuck in this rut forever. I do have a few awesome friends, but I am afraid to lose them. I can't really be myself, because everyone is used to the mask. And I don't even know when I am myself. When someone asks what's wrong, I try to explain, and they say they understand. But I know they don't. They might understand the fact that I'm sad, but they never understand me because they have not experienced everything themselves. So this was basically my life story. Not that there is anything interesting about it. I'm just another lonely boy who overthinks too much.

• by Nvrmind Macud
• 7 years ago

Woah, this poem is really emotional and true. Some people do not feel like this, but I do. I wore a mask since I was a kid. And it's really hurting me that some people do not understand how I really feel.

• by Jenna Farrington
• 7 years ago

My dad died 4 years ago due to a tumor. I've been wearing a mask since then. People just don't understand until they experience it for themselves. I'm so sorry for all those people who live lies as well. Just know, you are not alone. There are so many people who can help you break free from the mask we all live in,

• by Carnny12
• 7 years ago

This poem is true and beautiful! Thank you for writing this as it's informative to those who don't feel this way.

• by BERYL BRENDER
• 8 years ago

This poem really talks about me. Since I started my high school, I have been wearing a mask. Nobody understands me, and all my friends are just hypocrites, so I decided to always wear my mask.

• by Sorrow
• 8 years ago

Hello. I have worn a mask for so long. No one knows what my real face looks like. How can I feel so lonely in the midst of so many people in the world? A lot of times it's so hard to keep it together, and my real face might peek through. I have to catch myself because I don't want anyone asking me any questions. I just don't want to talk about it. Music takes me away to other worlds sometimes, and I close my eyes and dream, even if my heart is crumbling.

• by Blake Klecan
• 8 years ago

I'm odd, I have a different perspective on things, I wear my mask everywhere even at home, no one knows how I feel in the inside, my girlfriend broke up with me because I'm not open. I never open up to anyone and I have no friends. I sit at lunch eat, and doodle in art class. Music helps me get through the days. I sit play my games and listen to music. Life gets tough but I'm not quitting on this life. I only got one chance, got to make it work. Skyler you're young, all of us have got a long way to go and maybe just somehow we will remove this mask and find someone who can relate and be ourselves. Someday we will be happy and it won't be death that makes us happy it will be something or someone that does. Remember that. Anyways we are all different and some cover up this..this.. I don't know what to call it but this helps us cover it and it feels nice to have that mask to hide behind.

• by Skyler Udell, MO
• 9 years ago

I'm 17. My boyfriend broke my heart four months ago and has fallen for another girl, and I haven't gotten over him yet. My best friend. They are now together and gone, my mom and dad are worried that I am getting abused when I go to work all day, but the only abuse that I get is from myself. I go to school with my mask, and keep it on till 1 in the morning every night when I cry myself to sleep.

• by Samantha De Vries, Germany
• 9 years ago

I can relate to this poem. I go to school with a mask and come back with a mask but I never stop wearing it.
I have no friends but only hate,loneliness and sadness.
I don't know anymore what love is and this poem says everything that I feel.
I'm 14 years old and lonely.
PS: An awesome poem.Please continue.