My Mask
I wear a mask to hind how i feel on tha inside.
It holds back tha many tears that i haven't shed yet.
My mask shows what mood i'm in.
When i'm sad it shows,when i'm mad,when i'm happy it shows.
All i can say is my mask is in control of me.
It decides my feelins & let's out tha ones it wants to come out.
Until then i'm goin to keep tha mask on my face until i wanna deal wit tha worlds issues.
Poet: Olympia
read: 2181 times Rating: Date: 19 June, 2008
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