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The Mask

By jennee21_ann, Helper, UT

They think they know who I am,
and exactly what I'll be.
They see the side I only expose,
instead of seeing the "real me".

But everything I hide away,
is hidden behind a mask.
Every feeling, thought, and smile
has been buried with my past.

So I put on my fake face,
and steady my broken voice.
I transform myself into a monster
and I do it without a choice.

My smile has no feeling
and my eyes are only hollow.
My sunshine has been chased away,
and the darkness is all I follow.

But one of these days I'll break free,

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