Every morning I wake up
And everything isn’t okay
So I put on a mask
To help me through the day
I fake happiness and calm
To get you to like me
But worry and sorrow
Is my reality
All you see
Is what I want you to
‘cause I’m afraid
You won’t like what I do
All I let you see
Is my own little act
Not my weaknesses
And that’s a fact
‘cause if you believe
That I’m not weak
You’ll like me better
And that’s what I seek
On the outside
I’m strong-I’m a man
But inside I feel
I’m just a scared boy, doing what he can
To you
I have no fears
You will never see
My face stained with tears
But I hate these facts
I Want you to know
So I don’t have to hide
I want my feelings to show
So I ask you
Please try to see
Everything I hide:
The real me
A contest entry
- My 50th contest for rhyming poems... 20 poets, 790 points by Manoj Sanyal.
700 points, ended March 27, 2008, 17 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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i likd it . ans as a generral rule i dont like rhyme but this is good. a little forced through the middle but not to bad
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well expressed about "the real me."
Best wishes and good luck.
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