Author Notes/Random Things

The Mask

The world around her was nothing. Nothing mattered. Nothing made sense. There was no real meaning. Or true happiness. She hides behind the same mask everyday. No no one came to wonder or ask or care. She was dying on the inside. But she still wore the mask. She was afraid to let people know, to make people worried. She kept secrets. She told lies. Heck, she couldn't even see with her eyes! She never noticed how close he stood. Or how he tried and tried to talk to her. She wanted a friend to vent to, but didn't want them to overreact. She wanted someone to hold her, but people just came and went. Soon there was no world. Just thoughts in her head, as she laid asleep in her bed. She never noticed. Not until she asked. The question forged a friendship she hoped would last. But, she hasn't told him yet. She is scared. He says not to worry and that he'll be there. But is he? Is he really? Can he make such a commitment? Or was she just a pawn in his chess game? These thoughts bounced around in her head. There was someone new, there was someone old. She only knew what she was told. "Be happy." They say. "Don't cry." They say. "Don't let them in because all they'll do is break you." They said. She only knew that. She still wears the mask. Till this day, no matter how hard he tried to take it away. He was close once . Well, so close yet so far. But when will the day come where he'll see her scar? No one knows. Except for her. Only because the scar was because of...