Hidden Colors
I have a mask
People wonder and ask
Outside I show that I am free
But there is an inside that no one can see
I am trapped in chains
I face too many pains
But every day I look with a smile
Life is something that is hard
But every day is another mile
As it is I go yard by yard
In every step i take
I refuse to take a break
As i journey to the top
To make it all possible
I will not stop
And be the impossible
I may wear a mask
And ignore the questions you ask
Only to show i am free
I shall dispose of my mask
I shall be me
Copyright © Armoni Ford | Year Posted 2016
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