Poetry

The Mask

She smiles softly,
The sadest,
Loneliest smile ever seen
And then she shuts her door
Behind her and it is gone.
Her smiles seem so real
But she knows how to pretend.
She looks happy on the outside,
But is hurting on the inside.
Why does she feel so alone
When she has friends and family,
That love her so much?
She leaves it inside,
But she's running out of space.
"Let it go," they say,
But she holds on tighter.
She needs to make a decision
Before it's too late.
She is mentally in pain
And depressed.
Tired of staying up all night,
Thinking.