Tuesday, January 13, 2015

A poem

When the world puts a mask on your face,
It works as strong as mace
To hide all the tears
And also all the fears
Hiding underneath
Your angry, hidden teeth
The ones you can't stop baring
To a world that never starts caring
If it never lays eyes
On anything beneath your disguise
The one it's crafted for you
Without ever looking through
The gaps from which you breathe
To see the way you seethe
At the person it claims as its own
Who society has long ago thrown
Over the edge of knowing
Who it is they were growing
Before their roots were ungratefully cut
And their flowers shoved into a rut
So they could never again see
Who they were really meant to be.

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