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Every where I go,
the people will never know,
all the masks that I wear,
and the feelings I bare.
I always have a smile on my face,
but sometimes that feels out of place,
I try to tell them the truth,
but I can't hurt them so I find something else to say.
In my own way,
I think I'm protecting them,
but bottling up just kills me inside.
I try to hide,
but if I wait too long,
I might burst from the pain,
it's slowly driving me insane,
going so high and low,
on the tides of these thoughts,
experiences,
and memories,
I'm just trying to find me,
again and I know once I've found away to take this mask off,
I can speak the truth again.
Chandni Aug 2018
Should I show anger?
With a scowl on my face?
My brows furrowed,
pushing people away with disgrace.

Or perhaps show kindness,
with a fake smile and kind eyes.
With a Laugh full of life
but holding back tears and lies.

Maybe today I'll show sadness,
with grey storms in my mind,
wanting to wrap my neck up,
in a rope that's unkind.

Some days I don't wear a mask,
I attempt to be free,
but I hate the way people point and stare,
making me think "What's wrong with me?"

I have too many masks,
that I wear as my mind decays,
but why do I feel so numb,
today on my birthday?
Sorry, I haven't been online in a while, life has been hell...and today more so than ever.
Eyithen Aug 2018
I see you
I see through the mask you wear
I'm not fooled
So stop pretending you care

We both know
Your not who you say you are
The poison is slow
I can't believe you ever let it get this far

Stop lying to me cause i know the truth
They don't want you to speak
The demons that chase you
Let me show you the way
But, beware of the shadows that want you to stay

I can't pretend to know how you feel
So I won't but please know that I'm here
I don't want you to fall, but don't drag me down
Free yourself from this thrall
Or we'll both surely drown

Unveil your mask, break your chains
Open up your eyes
And you will soon see the enemy is bunkered
deep down inside

Tick tock tick tock

We are running out of time
The bombs about to blow
There is nowhere left to hide
Are you my friend or my foe?

I have stood by your side all these years
Exposed to your toxic radiation
Was it worth all the tears?
I'm done with this affiliation.
A toxic friendship
ManyStanzas Aug 2018
I don't speak,
I listen,
when the truth gets too hard to admit.
I don't cry,
I swallow,
every hurtful thing people have said.

I run away,
I fake,
I bury,
I break,
apart at every seam

I act,
and I pretend,
I always forget,
how much it really means.

Every time you hear me speak I'm screaming,
whether you can even hear me or not.
Every time you look at me I'm crying,
whether you can see the tears or not.
Don't believe the face you see
all ******* in a bow,
'cause night time is when it all unravels.

Every day I wake up
hearing voices yell in my head.
It never dies until I fall
into my sweet warm bed.

I scream
and I proceed.
I block out everything.
I live it all alone.

I kick,
and then I bleed.
I wait until I'm free
of all these walls inside of me.

Every day you hear me speak I'm screaming,
whether you can even hear me or not.
Every time you look at me I'm crying,
whether you can see the tears or not.
Don't believe the face you see
all ******* in a bow,
'cause night time is when it all unravels.
Acina Joy Aug 2018
His finely-tailored suit
contrasts the callouses of his hands.
His combed dark hair
hides the darkness in his eyes.
His steps the shadows of the underbrush
does not decide whether he is there or not.
His unnerving silence
speaks of the battle of an ongoing conversation.

However of a dichotomy he might be,
he is the same man.
The same kind.
Same impostor.
Same boy
with the same lies.
For we are all the same,
with tailored suits,
when we have something to hide.
Kalen Doleman Jul 2018
Live.
See who the authentic you is.
It's a burning flame but its form is
that like water.
Claim it.
Yes clasp and aim for it.
Claim it
and do it proudly so.
Only then can you pursue your goals.
The goals that lead to providence.
Yes the big P.
The providence you decided.
The fate YOU CREATED!
Remember accept your enlightened nature for you're already complete.
Tribhu Jul 2018
It's not the dresses we buy
Or cut our hair short and dye.
It's not how we get new glasses or chains
Do we really know what of us truly remain?
No, we do not change by appearance
We only change from the core of our hearts,
No, we never reveal our real beauty
But we wear a beautiful mask.
It's about the masks we wear
It's about the lies we share,
So nobody must know what hides beneath these faces,
Is there anybody left for me to care?
It's been so long I've been wearing my mask,
I can't tell who I am now
Or who I really was.
Was I a painter?
Was I writer?
Or a dreamer perhaps?
Or did I come from nothing?
And to nothing my spirit will collapse.
Gabriela Jun 2018
Deep dark memories
It's almost impossible to hide them
Still, others seem safe
Maybe even unstoppable
Then how can it be that the only thing that people see
It's the fake mask of them

Behind those false smiles
Behind those lies
There are the distant echoes of their cries
Do not be fooled by the face they use
Because they wear a mask, thousands of masks
And none of them is themselves

Its surface may look smooth, but it's just a mask
They do not want to be hurt
Under the mask, there is confusion, fear, and loneliness
But they hide it
They do not want anyone to see them as weak but
Made of  steel

They are afraid to show people their real character
And for them to reject them
Listen carefully and try to listen
What they are not saying
What they would like to be able to say
But you can not say

You can only remove your mask
You can free them from their world of panic shadows
From their lonely dungeon
If you choose to do it
Please do it
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