My Disguise

My face is hidden behind a smile.
As I walk from class to class,
No one notices me.
I am an invisible girl who hides her pain;
Masking her cuts with a pair of jeans.
Do you even care if I were to fade away?
Do you know the thoughts going on in my head?
I am going away and turning into nothing.
I am no longer innocent;
No longer in a perfect world.
I am wearing a disguise.

This poem is about: 
Me

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life. Keep expressing your heart.  

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