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Everyone wears a mask

I sealed mine with a kiss

So it will last.

The darkness engulfed within

Curtain drawn high to shade away from those trying to pry in.

They want to help in every way

But how can they when they don't even know my dismay

Honestly, I wish I could be who others see me to be.

I want to be all laughs and smiles

Carefree, liberated and relieved of the bullsh-t.

I want to be a happier, less burdensome me

For the broken shards to make a puzzle.

To be utterly sure and complete

But my canvas is broad, torn, old, and strained.