The Unwanted Mask

Meera Mere

You called me a sadist, and I felt a surge of fear

Afraid of being a narcissist, I shed a silent tear

I wrapped my wounds in bandages, pretending to be fine

But you still called me abnormal, and crossed the boundary line

 

Every day, I carved a grin on my mask of clay

Hoping to hide it all, and make them go away

Dreaming that one day it would all vanish in the air

That I'd wake up and everything would be fair

 

I heard you spreading lies, I hid from your sight

I lost myself, not knowing who to fight

Maybe you were right, maybe I'm too frail

I buried it, trying to write a tale

 

Maybe I wasn't enough, not the beauty you craved

I was the curse maybe you braved

I wept carving streams every night

Maybe I wasn't worth it, Maybe I dimmed your light

 

There was a day I tried to be the ideal lady u wanted

I tried so hard I was all tainted

Maybe I could never be the one you fell for

I wasn’t the one to be moulded into a skin I was not made for

 

Here I am being the one I could melt for

Shining through the glow I denied for

Maybe I was too different to be called real

I was a gem rare and surreal

 

 

 

  • Author: Meera Mere (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 25th, 2024 10:29
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 23
  • Users favorite of this poem: Accidental Poet
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  • evenwheniLie

    A meaningful poem with a good flow…. Beautiful

    • Meera Mere

      Thank you much evenwheniLie😊

    • Accidental Poet

      You deserve better than this Meera. Well written. 👍

      • Meera Mere

        Thank you so much for your kind words AP😊



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