Mask Poem by Tebogo Teddy

the outside is obvious.
All that smirks,
Wrinkles on the sides of my mouth when i smile,
The loud laugh,
The one that hurts the stomach,
Because the joke was funny.
The light they say I bring when I enter room sparks all over.
The mask is needed coz the inside has rotten.
They don't notice, coz I won't let  them.
They don't sympathize, coz I'm 'perfect'.
The mask splats when i enter my house.
The inner self  suppress the fun out of me.
My 9-5 is to ensure my mask doesn't slip in public.