She smiles, I cry.
She is outgoing ,I am shy .
She is love, I am alone.
She is amazing , I am unknown .
She is beautiful, I am a mess.
She is happy, I am depressed.
My mask is perfect.
She hides me.
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Sad poems
PoetryThe smile we let the world see while we are dying a little every day
The Mask
She smiles, I cry.
She is outgoing ,I am shy .
She is love, I am alone.
She is amazing , I am unknown .
She is beautiful, I am a mess.
She is happy, I am depressed.
My mask is perfect.
She hides me.