I wear a mask to hide the truth, from all I know.
From my friends to my family, to every one I meet.
I can't help it, some times I don't even know I'm wearing it.
But I am.
And I want to get rid of it.
I hide my true feelings behind this invisible mask.
No one can see me crying, no one can see me hurting.
They can't see any thing, because I don't let them.
I try to take the mask off, but it's stuck to my face.
It never comes off.
I wear it to school, I wear it at home, I wear it at church.
'I can't be myself,' I told myself one day. 'Not around others.'
I wish I could be myself, I wish I could show the world who I really am.
Show them that I am afraid, that I can hurt, that I can cry.
To others I'm a brave. I'm strong. I can't be brought down by anything.
But I'm not brave. I'm not strong. I can be brought down by the simplest of things.
I can't handle everything and any one. But still I pretend I do.
I pretend to be strong for my friends. I pretend to be brave and handle the tough situations.
But behind the mask, I'm depressed. I'm crying. I'm curling up within myself, hoping to get rid of the pain.
No one can break through the mask, but I still feel vulnerable.
I still feel small and insecure.
I look at others around me and wonder, 'Are they wearing a mask?'
'Can they help break mine?'
My feelings can't be expressed completely. But every single word underlines many emotions..
I'm tired of this over stimulating world, I'm going to run away. Help me breakaway and never return.
~Ru