My Mask

Wed, 07/16/2014 - 21:17 -- TeenMom

 The Feels are slowly seeping in.

From deep within I feel them rising.

Growing stronger by the moment, I wonder if I can fight them.

I put on a grin and bear the day.

I know that this is the only way.

“Push down your problems, and that will fix them”

Hearing this time and time again I know it is what I must do.

After all, could I ever really trust you?

Do I tell you that I hurt, or that I fear rejection?

No. I think it best if I avoid detection.

So I will dry my tears and fix my make-up.

I will reposition my mask so that you won’t see;

The things that you say and do are slowly killing me…

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