A dreadful mask

I hide my true self,

Behind a mask of smiles and cheers,

But underneath the mask of laughter,

Is simply a girl full of dread and tears.

I try to pry off the mask of smiles,

When I’m around others besides my selected two,

But it never budges,

It’s nothing new.

You think me to be happy,

You think me to be charming,

But it’s all a lie.

The truth is quite alarming.

My demons are like none you’ve ever seen,

They come from a place far worse,

They give me strength,

But it’s less a blessing and more a curse.

I’m drowning in my sorrows,

I’m suffocating in my pain,

I’m too exhausted,

To play this never ending game.

I wish I could tear off the mask of dread,

But it is cemented on my face,

I wish I could ask for help to pry it off,

But people didn’t listen to my cries in the first place.

*I wrote this on my way home from school and thought why Not get some criticism. Please don’t be afraid to criticize this piece or any of my other pieces. I will always welcome your critics so that I may improve my writing.*