Behind Closed Doors

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Head down.

     Eyes plastered to the pavement.

             Music full blast.

                   Trying not to be seen by those of higher class.

                         Trying not to be made fun of, due to the same clothes worn everyday.

Mom and dad

     Working 9 hour shifts just making enough to pay those bills.

FEAR

     To speak,

     To be seen,

     To be heard.

AGONIZING PAIN!

     The one put forth for others to see, is a MASK. The struggles that no one knows. Emotional loneliness. HEART

BREAKS!

     Behind closed doors, this is the one no one knows.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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