There's this face
This face I see everyday
When I wake up
I see it
I put it on
Pretending to be okNo one will see
See the face I made
The face I showedOnly I
I myself saw what I truly was
I was unhappy
I was unkind
I hated
I fakedI pretended to be ok
No one asked questions
Even after subtle hintsNo one tried
Tried to help
I sought for help
I cried
No one
Not a soul
was by my sideWhen I was in too deep
The face would suddenly disappear
I'd hide and put it back on
No one saw right
No one cared enough to see right
What happenedPeople saw
People cared
Cared about me
I saw it
At the right time
I was on the brink
The brink of dying
I found my people
The people who cared
I lost the face
Never to see it againThe day I took off the face
The face vanished
The face gone
Why did it vanish so suddenly
How could it
Just vanishI had it for all these years
My comfort
My support
How do I feel
How do I connect
I have no idea
Then it reappeared
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Struggles of self hate And Doubt
PoetryA book of poetry spanning scared to open up, to jealousy, to just scared