No One can see it, but it's there.
That invisible cloak that tries to choke me
It covers me up and holds down.
It makes me work hard to put on a front,
To make me appear normal when others are around.
They don't know the darkness inside
The screams I hear
And the voices I hide.
I feel so different but nobody knows
But I'll play the game
And put on a show
Because that's what they expect
It how my life goes
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Author:
E.J.Foreman (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Sometimes all you need is for someone to help sort out the person within
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