bittersweet poetry ♡

the mask

hiding each day is a struggle
for i am aching to tell you my secrets

the mask super-glued to my face is like acid
agonizing and painful
but i can't pull it off

i wonder if you would notice all of my flaws
and a different opinion of me would be shaped
maybe i'd like that

maybe i wish you hated me
this fake persona is my enemy

maybe you wear a mask too
does it make you feel blue?

these are questions only you could answer
but we are like puppets
i will wait for you though
and the real me and you will shine through