Mask
I put on my mask so no one can see
All the faces and pain inside of me
I become that person you want me to be
I never can show you the real me
A little gril wants to laught and play
But inside of me is where she will stay.
The teen inside hides all the shame
She has alrealy learned to play the game.
Protector and keeper, brave and ture
No one will ever see she's sad and blue
She's tough and fights will all of her might
She must protect from the things that are just not right.
Out side you see the mask I put in it's place
As I pretent to be brave and run this race.
Inside I cry and pray for someone to see
And pain and tears locked deep inside of me.
Wanda Arthington
8 comments:
*comfort*
Hugs and prayers
beatiful poem
You have a gift....
I like your smile!!!
man i say let them out it might help you somewhat
felicia
*hugs* you need to contact me and let me know you're ok!
WB;
Thank you-bout the poem and the smile.
Felicia:
I think you may have seen some last night. Enjoyed IM with you.
DA;
Thanks Improved over last night.
powerful and beautiful words.
(((Wanda))) Your words moved me. Thank you for sharing this. It does however make me wish that I could take away all your pain.
you made me cry and that's not easy! (((safe hugs)))
Dr Deb:
Thank you so much for dropping by and your kind words.
Mysti:
Glad you ar back! We are working on the pain. Thank you for your kindness.
Survivor:
You are so brave. I sometimes write to get out the pain. (hugs)
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