Cast off that mask

which you call happiness.

Let down your walls,

your guards and defenses.

Where is your face?

Or is there one?

Have you lost everything?






and who you once were.

Do you remember?

Can you tell between

them anymore?

What of that mask?

Behind it;

Who Are You?

  • Author: Stormy Day (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 21st, 2011 15:18
  • Comment from author about the poem: This poem began with a drawing, ironically. A simple sketch, of a girl huddled on the corner of the page, face hidden, arms wrapped around her legs, and in her hand a mask--as if about to let it drop from her grasp. It inspired me so I wrote this poem to accompany it, though the student artist never knew, and that artist remains unknown (to me).
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 42
  • Users favorite of this poem: Emi, Cheeky Missy, SauravRHS.


  • Emi

    Wow... This is amazing!! One of the best poems I've ever read on here!!

    • StormyDay

      Aw thanks so much. I just wrote it on a whim.

    • Cheeky Missy

      Excellent point...yet that is not the way to bring down the facade,...by demanding,...is it? Something that can get underneath, something that might inspire the trust? Just a guess, but that's what it seems to me.

      • StormyDay

        You're absolutely right; as I've mentioned, I only put a little thought into it.

      • SauravRHS

        Cool! Loved it! I wonder what the real identity of that girl is! Keep writing and one day I shall answer to that girl's identity!

        • StormyDay

          Challenge accepted!

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