The mask is worn to protect the wearer.
To keep everyone from hurting her.
To keep pain away.
To keep everything okay.
But the mask falls off.
Leaving the wearer completely exposed to pain, and hate.
And heartbreak.
Almost as soon as it fell, it was back on.
Hiding true feelings.
Holding in the tears
But continually releasing fears.....
So the tears escape, and I crumble to the floor, overtaken by the things hid so well behind my broken mask
