We are beautiful under the surface.
The masks we wear with grace.
Few see what's inside the heart.
Many are people who want to see it break apart.
Pieces of a broken heart do mend.
By having the courage to ask a friend.
To support you through to the end.
Life's masquerade might protect you.
Only a few seen behind the facade.
You trust in them, and then trust in god.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem