sincerely [a collection of poetry]

The Mask

Take the mask that hides the real me,

Take it and burn it for all to see.

I can't stop the act from happening,

All this pretending becoming maddening. 

I never feel enough, with all this tough love.

The words, the names, 

The hurt, the pain.

They ask, and I say I'm fine,

But they never try to push further than my lies.

When the prince finally came along,

He asked and pushed, until he knew my wrong. 

I gave up, and let it go,

Finally letting someone know.

Without hesitation, 

He had taken my mask,

Laying it down,

Giving me a crown.

I looked upon him, only to see him smile,

For the pain was now gone, life felt worthwhile.