Momma4

Masks

In my darken room

Sitting upon a chair of despair

Waiting for the hero

To save me from myself

 

The reflection in the mirror

Does it show how I feel or look

Do i look happy?

Does it reveal the true me

 

I put on my mask when others come

Do they know the real me

Will one see me as I am

Can I be true to myself

 

Depression is who I am

Will my angel come with light of joy

Till that day come

My masks will have to do

 

Comments3

  • alivia

    I see the direction you were going in, but more details were needed in the part about what you saw in the mirror , would've made this pop. But I still love and relate to this !

  • Goldfinch60

    We all wear masks in different situations, there maybe nobody who sees the real person. Good write.

  • AtheistAngel- Daniel Mc\'leod

    I can't get over how great this piece is. I feel as though my heart itself could shed tears by how much i am touched by this poem. Its as if you are looking into my very being and putting it to words.



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