Masked Image The world is full of problems Of which I have a lot Why is life so hard for me I wish that it was not It's just a part of growing up I hear some people say But no longer can I handle it Not even one more day Is ending life the answer? I often hear them ask I reasoned that of course it's not Instead I'll hide under a mask I'll be the person that they want Kind, sweet, patient lil me Then maybe when the future comes Someone important I will be. -Elena Giselle Adams
Reason for writing:
I wrote this poem because I fear that I can not be myself
anymore, I fear that's not what others want me to be.
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