Pain Behind the Mask
She masks the pain from her face
Replaces it with a smile,
Convinces you of her happieness
Just for a little while.
But then the cracks begin to show
And the mask begins to slip,
You see her world unwravel slowly
Like paper rip by rip.
Though her worlds in pieces
She gaurds those pieces tight,
She'll find a way to fix herself
She may not get it quite right.
But she will come out of this fighting
She always finds a way,
She stands tall and tells herself
"Tommorrows another day".
Copyright © Carly Davies | Year Posted 2017
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