This mask I wear, <br />she serves me well, <br />she hides my pain, <br />so they can't tell. <br /> <br />They see her smile, <br />never my tears, <br />she shows no sorrow, <br />she fights all my fears. <br /> <br />They believe she is me, <br />if only they knew, <br />that she is my mask, <br />my savior too. <br /> <br />My scars she hides, <br />behind laughter and lies, <br />she say's she is fine, <br />but slowly she dies.<br /><br />Jon Hannah<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-mask-23/
