The Blank faced Girl

I have been known as the blank faced girl

I wear my mask well

my emotions kept tightly at bay, never protruding on my face

The act to feel and touch were strangely different from my fellow man

Often shouts of misguided anger pointed my way

Look at her face!, she feels nothing they say 

I know I feel, for if not why would I hurt?

 

This barrier to my emotions seems so high and so dense like frozen ice

The need to connect grew stronger with each passing day

The blank face girl curls in side, drowning in unshed tears

The world around still so radiant yet, ignorant to one girl out of several billions

 

But hope is not lost

Within theses tight walls I find a treasure,an outlet to my will

With this pen and paper I am able to feel

To wright those unsaid emotions

Those wanted and unwanted desires spread afar like the wings on an eagle's back

Poetry they call it

an elegantly beautiful way to express

This poem is about: 
Me

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