Looking in the mirror

afraid of what you might see.

Trying not to shed a tear.

Which mask will it be?


The sun shines outside.

The birds sing in the trees.

You use the masks to hide inside.

What more could they want from me?


I guess today,

that I'll be happy.

Don't know which way.

This poem is sappy.


You know how to pretend.

You've done it all your life.

You lie to all your friends.

You wish you had some strife. 


People ask what's wrong.

But they don't understand. 

No one hears my song.

My masks are in my hand.


There's so many masks, 

there's nothing i can do.

Please free me from my cast.

Which mask will you choose?







  • Author: Elise Sperry (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 23rd, 2016 09:15
  • Comment from author about the poem: This poem is for everyone because everyone has felt this way some time in their life.
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 71
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  • ShadedSorrow

    I sympathize, we all have masks. Keep writing, this was pretty good

  • Bookbag

    (I'm just going to add something I got from this, because I enjoyed it)

    Your masks to hide you from your shame
    We are all just a pawn in their game
    Quick to leave a stain
    Quick to bring pain
    And what's left that remains
    All the ruins and torn down caves
    Be true to yourself
    But forced to wear a mask
    Society puts a label on those who they know will not last
    Time is running out and we're going down fast
    Lord put blood on my doors to make this storm past
    Free at last
    I'm just freeing my ambitions
    I take time to look at what I'm missing
    There it goes it's me
    Lost in the world who cannot see
    If I go just leave it me
    Masks cut your eyes differently just to see
    Believe me

  • Augustus

    Chameleon. Been one my whole life. It is totally dishonest to yourself and to others. It is destructive. Thanks for sharing.

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