I have so many different masks.
I wear them one by one.
I see them in a pile
When my day is finally done.
There's one for when I'm happy
And one I wear when sad.
There's one for when I'm pensive
For all that I have had.
I try not to hide behind them,
To just let my sunshine glow.
I've learned from you, "Just be yourself,
And no one else will know."
"You had so much and lost it,
And you tried to get it back.
It may take some time! Be patient!
It's just confidence you lack!"
If I stay true and honest,
There will be no need to wear
These masks I see at bedtime
That are lying on my chair.
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Musical Symphony Of My Unsaid Words✅
PoesíaMusical Symphony of my Unsaid Words Cover Credits: @Shreejita23 Dedication: My Ikigai(guess who??) Everyone: What is Poetry? My Answer: Reads the following verses A poem must be something that can me pleasurably read, It can even be a poem about so...
