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Masked I've been living with a mask covering my face, covering my true feelings. I don't want anybody to know I'm in a dilemma because I think it's a sign of weakness, I should be able to take care of myself. I feel like I can't even tell anybody how I really feel inside. It feels like I have no one to go to, no one to trust. And I leave myself masked from the world. I am leaving my problems inside, because I'm afraid if I did tell someone, they'd get mad, or I dunno maybe if I was to tell one of my friends my problems maybe they wouldn't like me anymore. They never talk about their problems to me, so I would look kinda stupid if I just started telling of my problems. And what if they just laughed at me, because they thought my problem was stupid. What if they go and tell people I don't want to know about my problems. That would be a disaster. So instead I have to keep my problems inside, I get them bottled up. And I keep my face smiling but inside I know if I were to show my feelings on the outside, my lip would droop down to the floor. My problems are withheld behind a mask, but I know sooner or later, I must confess my problems to someone, because I can't face these problems alone. Signed, |