The Mask Poem by Nichole Herrin

I'm hiding behind a mask,
and I can't figure out why.
I come home, and I throw the mask
off, I leave the house and the mask
is on without me wanting it there.
It's as if I'm afraid to show the
real me.
I hide my true feelings, and I
have no clue why.
No one suspects a thing.
They are fooled by this mask,
that I have become to hate.
I want to throw it away, destroy it
so that I can have real feelings
to show, for once
but everytime I try,
I become scared, or
angry and the mask flies
back on.
This mask is forever here,
never to leave.