Ive gotten use to hiding, going into a shell
Stoping my fears from becoming a living hell
An invisible barrier shielding my heart
Picturing a mask is how I always start
The first i picture is ocean green
Decorated with shells from the sea
Made for the picture of calm
Surely it can't do any harm
The second i see, is turquoise blue
Decorated with bright silver swirls
This helps with the smile during the day
As well as keeping in things I cannot say
The last is as green as a forest full of life
With little pink roses etched around the side
Like the others it's voice is quiet and kind
Protecting my soul, heart and my mind
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem