Who Am I?


Who am I behind the mask? 

no one ever dares to ask. 

I have two diferent maks that I hide behind,

one for school where "I'm just fine"

one when I'm alone that one scares me,

I dont know what I could potentially be.

I am a monster is eats me alive

for people to not know how hard I strive 

to be like them but it never works

it really makes me go beserk. 

It hurts to know that no one cares

about who I am when no one is there.

But I will go on with my two masks

and I know if anyone asks

I'll say im fine with a smirk on my face

Even though I know I will always be a disgrace.


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