The Mask Poem by Nicholas Wayde Turner

The pretend I love you.
The pretend hugs.
The small talk of 'How have you been? '
Why do I continue this lie?
Why do I even try?
It just makes me feel angry.
It just makes me feel weak.
The mask that I wear when I see you is nothing but a MASK.
The things I really want to say are floating out at sea.
I gave up trying to tell you how I feel a long time ago.
You would justify your actions, like you have in the past.
Nothing is ever your fault, so you say.
You blame others left and right, so you can hide your mistakes everyday.
But I know why.
You're scared of being judged.
You're scared of being at the bottom of the food chain.
You put on this mask to protect your pride.
Although you may be on top, no one respects you.
They are all scared of the mask that you wear.
They have never seen the other side of you.
Just like you've never seen the other side of them.
Everyone take off your mask and let people see whats under neath.