You think I'm happy? I am not.
My smiles and laughter are but a facade,
A mask I wear to hide my pain and fraught,
To shield my heart from feeling flawed.
You see me dance and sing with glee,
And think my life is free from strife,
But deep inside, I'm not as carefree,
My soul is lost in the midst of life.
I walk among you every day,
Wearing my mask like it's second skin,
But the weight of it grows heavier each day,
And I long to let the real me in.
You think I'm happy? I am not.
My eyes have seen too much sorrow,
My heart has been shattered and wrought,
And my soul is weary of tomorrow.
I yearn for someone to see the real me,
To look past my mask and see my pain,
To hold my hand and let me be,
And wash away the tears like gentle rain.
But until then, I'll wear my mask,
And pretend that I am happy and content,
And hope that someday, someone will unmask,
The real me, and help me find my way back to contentment.
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",Rhymes of the Heart: A Collection of Emotion-filled Verse"
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