Makeup hides flaws.

Sunglasses hide eyes.

Masks hide faces,

But can they mask lies?

 

I feel as if I hide

Behind everything

That keeps others from knowing me,

And I’m barely holding on by a string.

 

If everyone saw the mind

That is hidden by skin and bone,

They would see the horrible thoughts

That fill every moment when I’m alone.

 

I attempt to live like a member of society,

But I am much less.

I’m afraid to show behind the curtain

I am afraid to show the mess.

 

Behind the screen

Lays forgotten dreams.

There is nothing to show

And nothing to redeem.