{ un-masked }

{ irony }

I look at people

I observe them

I see their problems

I see them

Cry

Banter

Complain

I laugh

Not at their problems

Not at them

But I laugh at the irony of the world

The

Cruel

Heartless

Irony of the world

I sit here

A mask shielding my pain

A mask to hide the tear stains

A mask to hide the scars

I laugh

Because I am envious

Envious that other girls can cry

About something as simply as a boy not texting them back

When I use all my tears on the

Death

Of

Myself

Of my

Persona

My

Innocence

My

Happiness

My

Peace

And I think

Maybe

Someday

I would like to cry over a boy

{October 12, 2015}