It was in my adolescent years,
I learned to hide my feelings so well .
Unsure of what my family might do to my peers,
I found my own safety muse.
When anyone was looking,
I could change so fast.
To be what they so wanted me to be,
and get away with it without a catch.
But in the nights when I was alone,
something inside of me cries.
For in the mirror I saw a sad little girl,
with tears in her eyes.
For the trained eye you can spot those in pain,
their mask is revealed then released again and again.
Moments of thought shows upon the face,
of our tired little angels with the masks so displaced.
Who are the sad angels,
who is never seen wearing a frown.
Did you watch them from a side angle,
when they didn't know you were around.
Those silent tears oh yes they do fall,
and silently that little angel calls.
For guidance and a peace of mind and heart,
for someone to take the time to see and listen to start.
I learned to hide my feelings so well .
Unsure of what my family might do to my peers,
I found my own safety muse.
When anyone was looking,
I could change so fast.
To be what they so wanted me to be,
and get away with it without a catch.
But in the nights when I was alone,
something inside of me cries.
For in the mirror I saw a sad little girl,
with tears in her eyes.
For the trained eye you can spot those in pain,
their mask is revealed then released again and again.
Moments of thought shows upon the face,
of our tired little angels with the masks so displaced.
Who are the sad angels,
who is never seen wearing a frown.
Did you watch them from a side angle,
when they didn't know you were around.
Those silent tears oh yes they do fall,
and silently that little angel calls.
For guidance and a peace of mind and heart,
for someone to take the time to see and listen to start.
Author notes
Show your feelings talk about your problems and get things out in the open and find the only peace the body can truly be happy with is if it is inside and outside .Never act like your happy be happy and find a new light to shine the way
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- Masks-Physical and Spiritual-Why we wear them? by SpiritMother.
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Comments
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Sometimes you have to live a lifetime hiding what is real so I know what you are saying. Nicely done.
Sheila


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How well all of us conceal our inner most feelings is a matter of practice but for those who have been hurt, it because a matter of necessity.. This is a wonderful take on the prompt, Hon, good luck in the contest..


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a brillant write my freind it is so important to communecate in life good luck in the contest
maralisa


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Great write! I love it. I would usually talk to a close friend or a family member rather than just anyone.
I did see a couple of places with some spelling errors.
"Unsure of what my family might do my piers," - Is there supposed to be a "to" in between "do" and "my"? And is "piers" supposed to be "peers"?
"something isnide of me cries." - "isnide" should be "inside".
"of our tired little angels with the masks so dsplaced." - "dsplaced" should have and "i" in i.
"and silently that lttle angel calls." - "lttle" should have an "i" in it.
Good luck in the contest.
Keep writing.


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otherwise you'll tend to explode or become depressed and neither of those are good things, don't make yourself fall apart.
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Wonderful
Very well done. So full of truth. Best of luck in the contest.

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Oh how true! What a great job you did on this one! Wow!!! I love it! I wish everyone could see, those silent tears sometimes.
Best of luck in this contest!
and love
Nyetta


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