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My Mask

The mask that I carry
The mask that shows the world happiness
The mask that give a smile to people hiding the sorrow.
 
A mask that helps me hide in my own pain
My own words, my world
A world filled with sorrow and loneliness.
 
My mask helps me hide whats inside
Keep it from going to the outside and destroy my self and others.
 
My mask, the face that others see
Unless when comes the days when it gets too heavy to put it on
Those days are when everyone can see the pain, sorrow, and the real trouble of trying to keep it up
To keep going
To be alive.

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