Im not as strong as you believe me to be.
Im good at pretending when im acctually weak.
I wear this smile like paste on glue.
Ive never been perfect but neither have you.
My tears drip like blood falling from my eyes.
My fake smile and laugh the ultimate disguise.
But this life im living is no more then a game.
Pools of blood dripping from slits like acid rain.
People always ask me if im fine.
I reply yes for the millionth time.
Im okay you see with the life that I live.
I get nothing from it but I always give.
I appear to be strong but im crying inside.
Theres so many feelings that I have to hide.
But im okay ive been like this for far too long.
To feel like its a game and i am the pawn.
And everyday I'll show up to our school.
I'll laugh and talk and pretend to be cool.
But im just a good actor because none of its me.
I've never been strong just incredibly weak.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Many, many wear the same mask I'm sure - just be yourself