Masked Poem by Kierstyn Ouellette

Masked



Once upon a time there was a girl that felt pretty
Over the years I've learned not all 'once upon a times' are happy endings
The little girl that spun around in pretty dresses without a care in the world
Now hides herself ashamed of what she sees in the mirror
Every night crying herself to sleep, but no one sees her or hears hers cries
She is now a professional at hiding her pain
She cries in the privacy of her room
then before she walks out the door she wipes away her tears and put her smile back on
Her family thinks shes okay
That shes happy
When underneath its the complete opposite
Inside shes dying
Wanting to give up
Sometimes her friends will see, but only if it gets too bad
Most of the time she hides it
All she wants is her friends to be happy
And they cant do that if they are worrying about her
So she lives her life with a mask
A mask no one can remove

Tuesday, March 4, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: pain
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