For some reason, I had a feeling,
when I woke up later than I should have,
that today, I couldn't show my face.
So I put on a mask.
I went to my closet
to see what I had stored up
for days like these.
There was "Smile"
There was "Frown"
There was "Scowl"
There was "Tears"
There were many others...
I looked and I looked,
and I found one that fit.
This one had no features,
just a blank, white faceless...
facade.
With this ghostly thing,
no one could discern
what I thought, felt,
or... why I cried.
I put it on and went to school.
I hoped no one noticed
I was wearing a mask to hide
how ripped up I felt inside.
But then...
Friend's
smile
broke
facade...
...Why... am... I ....smiling?


M a r l u x i a

