I hold in the
tears when others
are around
They see nothing but
smiles
they hear nothing but
laughs
To them my life is
perfect
and nothing is
going wrong
To thier faces I'm
laughing
behind closed doors
I cry
When the people
leave and the door
closes tight
I'll let the pain
out
When the doors close
tight the masks
start to
fall
So many masks
to many do fall
often losing the truth
they hide
I wonder who I am
and know that you
cant help
for you have only met
a mask
A select few know
of me
they see me as I
should be
They see the masks
and remove them
slowly I open
and allow myself to
cry
You dont see the
tears only
laughter and joy
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem