Painted Smiles

I wear a mask woven of lies

Hiding behind a happy facade 

I wear long sleeves

To cover the scars on my arm

I wear oversized clothes

To cover the weight i'm so self conscious about

I painted on a smile

So that nobody would ask “what's wrong?”

I keep my thoughts to myself

Afraid of what others will think of them

I live inside of myself

Becouse I don’t know how to face this world. 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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