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And so they want me to put on another show,
Smiling, singing a happy song,
Like there is nothing wrong, 
so they want me to carry on.

Heads up, keep fighting, don't quit, don't cry,
You are strong, don't be sad, the tears will dry.
They keep repeating these words to me,
Like I am supposed to never fail, never scream.

Put on a mask and be a clown,
Go up there and make them laugh,
Satisfy their want and keep them light,
While i carry the burden of their darkest night.

I can't be weak, have to stand strong,
So they can hit me and blow me up again.
Some with mockeries, some with lies,
Some with praises, some with smile.

And I am not supposed to fall,
They say you are too strong so you can handle the pain,
And cut me into pieces like it doesn't hurt me at all.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Rodrigues Avatar
January 12, 2023 at 4:47 PM
Some jobs seem to require a strong appearance day after day…hard to step up to those demands. Congratulations!
Khatun  Avatar
January 14, 2023 at 1:04 AM
Thank you so much.
Canerdy Avatar
January 12, 2023 at 9:45 AM
Salma, I am very impressed with your moving poem~~and with your approach to the prompt. CONGRATS on your win. Janice
Khatun  Avatar
January 14, 2023 at 1:04 AM
Thank you so much for the appreciation.
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