By Sun Cloud
I walk to school
I'm silent; I'm watching
The real me
My friends look at me
They wonder what's wrong
They ask; I just smile
I've slipped my mask on
Again
I switch to another topic
I laugh; they think I'm hyper
Maybe I am; Maybe not
I've slipped on my mask
countless time; I don't
know which is my true
self; Who is it?
Each time I laugh
Each time I speak of things
I'm adding a new layer to my mask
With my paintbrush
My friends laugh with my mask
They think it's the true me
It's not! I feel like yelling at them
But I don't.
Why? I don't know, but maybe it's just with my diguise
Or it's because I'm a coward
Afraid that they will leave me and
I will be alone again
How long will this go on? I feel like yelling
A long time; then we'll drift apart
Going on with our lives
We'll just remember a shadow
What would me friends think when I pop in their heads?
Probably: hyper, cheerful, happy
Or maybe: Happy-go-lucky, hyper with life; helpful
I'm NOT! When can I show them
My face beneath my mask
They're not ready; If I show them,
they will not turn away,
and pretend we have never met
I would be lonelier than ever,
and there's the voice that screams
I told you so! I told you so!
That's why I will wait
Wait an eternity.
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