A part of my morning routine
Get up, have a shower
Like every routine
And as I get dress I avoid the mirror
As I get dressed I shut my eyes
And pray I look okay
I slip on my shoes and tidy my hair
Eating a slacking breakfast
Which consisted of a singular
Plain toast
Just enough till I get home
And before I leave, I grab the mask
The one that made my eyes glow
And covered my eye bags
It made me smile like there was no tomorrow
I didn't want to tell anyone
I didn't want to worry anyone
I used to hide myself in a world of comfort
But now I use a mask
Because my comfort has become
A place of tidal wave emotions
The mask gives the illusion
That I am okay
And I wouldn't have to explain it all
Because maybe, just maybe
I don't want to
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