Your Mask

There is darkness in my heart

and bitterness in my soul.

My head swims in propaganda

and desolation freely flows.

There was a point in time, when

I might have actually cared.

Somewhere along the way, I’ve become inherently impaired.

I’ve learned how to apply a mask for when I must face the world.

I found the make up in my mama’s drawer when I was a little girl.

Brighten your eyes with mascara, A touch of blush simulates a glow.

Finish up with eye shadow and lipstick- no one will ever know.

How you truly look and what you really feel. They will only see the you

that you want them to- The you that you’ve made real.