Oh! To wear the mask,
To hide away all those sorrows
In which is an arduous task.
To conceal those emotions that follows
You everyday. Oh, if only!
If only I can cover up this solemn face,
To easily shield away the worried girl who's lonely.
It's hard to act joyous when there's always a trace
Of what problems I really have.
So to those who can put on that wonderful shield,
And act strongly though they're sad,
It's to them you must yield;
Recognize someone who's really fought,
Bow at their acting if someone they're not.
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Poems from the Heart and Mind
Short StoryThese poems are all ones I've wriiten over the years, some in good times, some in bad. A lot are fragments of my imagination. There are some poems of suicide, love, broken-heartedness, confusion, and death. Enjoy.
