Behind The Mask Poem by Dead Beat Poet

Behind The Mask



Nobody knows me, not by name,
I smile at them and I'm just the same.
Another face in the crowd,
but behind the mask is pain.

A mind full of yesterdays,
regrets, hope and sorrows.
But the worst is behind me,
I can finally see tomorrows.

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