Hiding Behind The Mask

I start out each day

All brand new

With a smile on my face

And my head held high

I socialize

I laugh at jokes

And I even give advice

But somehow my day

Always ends with a wet face.

I don’t know how to control it.

It keeps creeping right on back

It’s like a tickle in my throat

It keeps pestering me

Until the attention is given.

I don’t know how to deal with this nonsense

I think I may go insane

I just need to find some closure

Or just a way to cope

I need someone to help me through this

And end this for the last time

Seeing these scars everyday

Makes it harder and harder

I wonder if I will ever be whole again

But most of all

I wonder how easy it is

To see through my mask

Is it as clear as day?

Or is it fooling you?

Of course you finding out

Is not my plan either

You would certainly hate me

Or lock me up in a cell

I could never live with myself

If either one was to happen

But maybe I do deserve to be hated

Or to live behind bars

I am clearly not okay

Its okay to agree

Maybe I do deserve to die

I am just a burden to you all

The world would be a better place

Without me around

I’m so tired of faking

Acting like everything is fine

So I am giving up

I am handing in the towel

I am taking flight

Into the sky I go

My new home is in the clouds

Where I will finally be happy

And shine in the night sky

*No grammar sorry….*