I wonder what would happen
If everyone I knew could read my poems
What would change?

Would people call me fake
For the mask I wear
I always show everyone I am happy
I know some days that's true

But there are many days
I put on a mask to hide my sadness
I don't wear this mask because I am strong

I wear it for people that aren't
Then I wonder why put on this mask
Is it worth it?

Worth pretending that everything is okay
Worth not letting people in that may feel the same

Oh how I wonder how things would change....