Masks Portray - Poem by Chantelle Clark
We see it everyday it grins and lies.
It hides our fears and shadows our eyes.
It holds you transfixed but says nothing,
its expression is saying something.
There is no point in counting our tears and sighs,
only let our emotions be conveyed through smiles.
We decieve, but some see through.
Souls of sadness only come too.
We sing but yet our blood runs cold,
beneath our feet, treading a mile old.
The world will dream on,
and see us unwavering within dawn.
We will always portray while on,
smiles of happiness even if they are long gone.
Watch for me I am here,
Waiting for you to pull me near.
A mask hiding tear by tear
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