Some people hide behind a curtain,

But I wear a mask. 

My mask needed no purchase, 

It came with my costume of skin,

and can not be recieved via pay pal nor cash.

I wear this mask every day

to conseal how I truly feel.

My mask is called a smile.

Google defines it as:

"form one's features into a pleased, kind, or amused expression,

typically with the corners of the mouth turned up and the front teeth exposed.

But to me it is merely a mask.

When combined with mascara, eyeliner, eye shadow, and cover up

it conseals the tired, broken, hurting person that I am

Those things combine and beautifully intertwine to hide these dark feeligns of mine.

You'd have no idea after I put on my mask that I've spent all night crying

Or that I spent the day hugging the porcelin throne,

Begging god for forgiveness for all of the pills I took. 

You wouldn't know that I'm not happy,

Because you never bothered to really look.