The Mask

I cover up my heart,
And seal up my soul.
I wear a fake smile,
And cover my eyes.

No one notices the child beneath,
Or even the pain I've been through.
This is what I want,
For my pain will only bring worry.

I smile and I laugh,
I cry and scream.
I'm happy and caring,
I'm dying and bleeding.

This mask that I wear,
Will never be revealed.
This is what I told myself,
Yet I know one day it would all fall apart.

My little mask will one day be removed,
And I will be shown to the world.
I am scared, small child,
Beneath this mask.

I only want to hide,
For the sake of my friends.
I don't want them to worry,
And my mask protects me.

This fragile heart,
Has been sealed for so long.
This weary soul,
Has been broken for too long.

This fake smile,
Has come to rule my face.
My revealing eyes,
Refuse to be covered.

This mask of mine,
Is falling apart before my very eyes.
The very eyes that now cry,
For a broken and dying mask.

I'm afraid to step away from my salvation,
Even though I see the light.
It seems to far,
Yet I stand up tall.

My mask is gone,
And now I know:
I don't need a mask,
Or that fake smile.

Remember my tale,
When your about to put on that mask.
For it is the mask,
You should fear.