Emotionless Mask


You don't know me until you know me.
I'm not the girl that you might see.
Outside you'll see my face,
but that's as little as a trace.
You may think I'm staying the same,
but in reality, it's all a game.
One mask for every day:
an emotional face that doesn't say.
The storm brews underneath that mask;
my emotions, my feelings, my thoughts. all in a flask.

You won't see me unless I let you,
unless you break the walls that I grew.
Then you'll see my beaming smile,
then you'll see my gloomy frown,
then you'll hear my delightful laugh,
and you'll hear my pitiful cries.
Only one who truly cares can break my walls,
and unravel the mask to catch me before I fall.

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