mask
She doesn’t need you to tell her she’s fake,
She knows it all too well.
She sees the cracks in her façade,
And the pain she tries to quell.
She wears a mask to hide her heart,
Afraid of being seen.
She’s terrified of being hurt,
So she builds a wall between.
YOU ARE READING
Poems of Confession
PoetryWords I opted not to confide Scattered pieces of me, hidden inside He who held them, now nowhere to find Gone, leaving me behind
