Behind the Curtain Slam: The Mask of an Honor Student

Tue, 11/11/2014 - 13:14 -- Baibby

My mask reminds me of the Joker

Smile held up in a game of poker

Do I mean it?

Do I not?



Time’s clicking away on the clock

I’ve been through the bad,

Can’t stay happy when I’m sad,

I want to speak up, my mask is breaking

My heart is aching



I should say I’m not okay

I should ask for a different day

But no, I trudge on, play strong

I tell myself, it won’t be for long

I know I am lying

I know why I’m crying



I’m too terrified of being alone at night

But I act like I’m someone’s white knight

Pristine and perfect, like my transcript

But when I get in crowds, I need a script



I’m not strong, I’m so weak

My emotional skin is so easy to break

I feel my heart twist at the sight of a B

I feel my tongue tie when people look at me



I don’t want to ever look in the mirror

I’m afraid to see

The painted scholar and courageous friend

That I’ve made myself out to be.

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