Mask...

by ღ*KiM*ღ   Mar 31, 2005


I look in the mirror
And what do I see
This empty blank face
Staring at me

Tear-stained and broken
Those blue eyes turn black
My vision is blurred
My sight starts to crack

I put on my mask
Before I face anyone
So no one can see
The hurt that's been done

Fake smiles and laughs
Are what you see
I'm far too afraid
To let you see me

This mask is my wall
Hiding away all these tears
The hurt that has built up
For so many years

You put up with my moods
And still nothing you say
Theres no chance in telling
How long you will stay

Ive tried to keep myself but
I'm losing who I used to be
I'm trying to keep that bit inside
This mask is becoming me

I want myself back
To get rid of this mask
But I'm always reminded
Of the hurt in my past

Ive kept this locked up
No-one has known
Now its too much
And my heart has been sewn

Too many to list
The problems build up
Get too hard to handle
Overflowing the cup

So as I look in the mirror
I see me for real
The tear broken face
This pain is too real

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  • 18 years ago

    by brit

    Great work on this one girl :) i really enjoyed reading this poem and like most people today...i relate to it a little too well :)

  • 18 years ago

    by *[C]ryingx[A]lone*

    Amazing!!!! :)

  • 18 years ago

    by Avellana

    *blinks*

    Amazing.

    Lv A, x

  • 19 years ago

    by Natalie84

    Wow...Kim that was wonderful. It flowed perfectly and truly did portray the pain this person was feeling. So many I'm sure could relate to this as many live the same way...hiding all that's REALLY them. This is sad...

    I will admitt I was a bit confused in the middle when you just through someone in there...
    "You put up with my moods
    And still nothing you say
    Theres no chance in telling
    How long you will stay

    Ive tried to keep myself but
    I'm losing who I used to be
    I'm trying to keep that bit inside
    This mask is becoming me"
    That threw me off a bit as during the rest of the poem you weren't talking about anyone. You went from looking in the mirror to talking to someone. I love the last line in the part about the mast BECOMING you.

    Very nicely done though...I really liked this!! ;)

  • 19 years ago

    by EoB

    great poem,I'm in a hurry now and do not have the time to write much more..

    I look in the mirror
    And what do I see
    This empty blank face
    Staring at me

    Tear-stained and broken
    Those blue eyes turn black
    My vision is blurred
    My sight starts to crack

    Truly a captivating start