November 2011
13 posts
a mask donned on not-halloween
sometimes
I wish people had superpowers
to see through walls
or in this case a mask
my mask
this identity
always cheerful
always listening
always a laugh
behind it
clouds emotions
hurt and pain
always giving
nothing to gain
I mean
feelings
yes, I’m only human
but I’m too scared to ask for help
too hesistant
too reluctant
too fearful to cause a burden
pounds of weight
on people’s shoulders
so instead
I put up these boulders…
trick or treat
I’m so beat
halloween’s over
and my mask
is still
on