My Mask

My Mask

It doesn’t scream 

When loudness overwhelms

It’s doesn’t retaliate 

When my heart hurts

It doesn’t slip 

When the pain is unbearable 

It doesn’t cry 

When I’m sobbing inside

It doesn’t grimace 

When I feel overwhelmed

My mask smiles 

Even when I’m exhausted

My mask is invisible 

And therefore,

So am I!

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