Look at her
Her eyes are red
She cried last night too
She wished to be dead
Look at him
He wears long sleeve shirts
It's ninety degrees
He hides the way he hurts
Look at them
They smile like everything is okay
With their tired acting and silent tears
And no one sees that they're really not okay
Look
And maybe you'll see
That all of them are wearing masks
Of how they wish to be
YOU ARE READING
Sing and Dance
PoetrySing and Dance all your troubles away, and maybe they'll come back another day #98 in Poetry (9/6/16) #48 in Poetry (9/7/16)
