This mask I hide behind is my shield.
The smile I wear is fake.
All these horrible emotions course through my veins,
Leaving only anguish in their wake.

I can't let my sorrow show,
So I hide the pain behind a grin.
This mask I use is joyful,
But the smile is wearing thin.

The mask covers my real self,
Showing an artificial one in its place.
I keep all my pain and sorrow inside,
Letting the mask hide my true face.

Behind the mask I fight back a river of tears.
I keep all emotions under lock and key.
I never let any feeling escape my hold.
I won't let anyone find the real me.

Though I see this mask as life saving,
It is slowly making me die.
The effort of holding the mask up is becoming too much
It is becoming too hard to maintain this lie.

My fingers are frantically fumbling,
Trying to keep the mask in place.
My strength is quickly wanning.
More tears are flowing down my face.

The mask has fallen to the floor
And left behind a crying mess.
The mask has finally killed me;
I couldn't stand the stress.
 
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