Behind this Mask
A person lies
Sometimes feeling empty inside
Not knowing why.
Sometimes I fake being happy
Like when I am with my “friends”
But when the day becomes night
Sadness becomes my best friend.
They ask me, are you ok?
But I just can’t explain.
This emptiness takes control over me
Like if I were its doll.
I isolate myself from “friends” and family
I want to be alone
But at the same time
I want someone to comfort me
While this emptiness, this sadness
Fades away.
Anonymous
