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Here's a poem i made:

My Masking Pain:


I wear a mask everday,
You just dont notice it when you look my way.

You always see me,
As happy as can be.

But you don't know that my mask is my smile.
And that I put on every while.

No matter how many times i say I'm ok, the truth is..........I'm not okay,
I'm.Not.Okay.

I may not look like I'm crying on the outside, but on the inside, I'm crying.
And slowly....this pain is tearing me apart,slowly........I'm dying.

I want to scream, I want to shout!
"PLEASE, HELP ME GET THIS PAIN OUT?!?!?!?!"

Nobody is helping me.....
They are just leaving me be.

I'm trying my best to get off of Memory Lane,
So I can get rid of this pain.

But these wounds won't seem to heal.
Sometimes i wonder.......if all this pain is......real

A knife stabs my back.
Slowly.....everything turns black.

One by one, the colors blend
Is this the end?