When Poem by Jessica Goodell

Looking in the mirror what do I see?
I see a girl.
She's scared and putting herself through pain.
She goes on putting her mask together.
Up goes her hair and on goes the make-up.
This is the girl everyone expects her to be.
She goes day by day pretending.
A fake smile, the best she can give.
She wants to be strong for the ones she loves,
But how?
how can she be strong when she feels so weak.
It's hard but she goes on pretending.
When will it end?
WHEN?
She wants to remove the mask.
Even if just for one day.
She wants everyone to see the pain
And struggles she puts herself through.
When will she be strong enough?
When?