Literature
The Mask
I hide behind this mask.
I hide from the world. I hide the pain, I hide the scars. I pretend to be what im not, in hopes of losing my self. My heart beat is strong, but I wonder how long it will beat. Though no one knows I wonder this, for they only see what I show them. They only see me fake my smile, pretend to laugh. Try to be happy when im dying inside, its fuckin' perfect. Im who you want me to be, what you percieve me to be. I see you through my mask, and you are all so cold to one another. Im so imperfect, but I will not break. I have cried and begged, but now im getting used to it. Numb maybe, but immune. This is my mask, my only fri