Behind the Mask

Does anyone notice that I'm not okay,

That my eyes hold secrets my lips can't convey?

Does anyone care that I'm dying inside,

Drowning in tears that can never be cried?

 

Putting on a smile I pretend I can cope,

But it's hard to do when you feel there's no hope.

Alone in the desert, mired deep in the sand

Mirages don't help, they don't understand.

 

Does anyone notice that I'm really not fine

That the smile on my face, can never be mine?

I put on my mask because I feel that I must,

But if anyone touches it'll turn quickly to dust

 

Does anyone notice? Does anyone care?

You see me standing before you

But I'm not really there.

Reviews

[Workingonit!!]

We are all just smiling, dancing little numbers. Crunching in the giant machine of life and these days not many have time to notice if a smile is real or not.. let alone care. I can relate to this one and have felt this pain more than once in my life coming from a very dysfunctional and emotionally closed off family. Being the oldest (I don't know if that is your position) I always had to be the strongest. I loved the rhythm and rhyme in this as well as the heartbreaking honesty pouring out.

[momo]

this is actually quite well written compared to others in the same topic one of the best ive read so far well done!

[ClairedyCat]

Although I feel that topic is sometimes over-done, I really enjoyed reading this. One small thing I noticed though was that you ended every stanza except the third one with some form of punctuation