This is a poem I found on the internet and changed a few sentences of it. I hope u like it.
A mask of happiness often covers her sadness,
her beliefs hidden inside her,
she never completely shares herself with anyone but herself.
The feeling of invisible chains surrounds her.
When she dreams, she lets go of reality and is free of her heartache, she feels lost, and falls on a difficult path of darkness.
Sometimes, the misery leaves her eyes,
but inside she always feels as if she’s being ripped apart.
She plays roles of happiness or seriousness,
yet inside she feels the same despair.
The translucent veil she wears so ostensibly will fade,
her beliefs will be known,
her true self shown,
and the mask will not exist anymore.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem