Mask your pain today

Cinderella_Pixie

My brain is a sea of thoughts

They swirl around each caught in a current of uncertainty

The surface appears smooth as glass

Look beneath and you will see the inner turmoil that is me

Everyday i paint my face to get ready to face the world

To many people think they know the real me

That is one thing i can never be

Society isn't ready for something like me

The broken skin the fractured soul

Crowds would run away in droves from the sight of a true me

The effort it takes to put up the facade is wearing me down

I wish i was able to melt back into the ground

Unfortunately for me i must be seen 

For now i will struggle to be a normal human being

While my true self shrivels and fades away

Until the day i can simply slip away 

  • Author: CInderella_Pixie (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 29th, 2018 01:43
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Broken_kingdom

    Battles, thoughts, wars. And they're all in our heads. Those are the monsters we take to bed.



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