Masks

We all wear a mask
That we hide behind

The real me they never see
The real me..... I will never be
On display.... till someone kind
Someone who cares....
Who wants to look
.... wants to know

Someone who understands
that we wear the mask
to dull the pain..... to take away
the hurts that we carry.....

But of course the mask
Only keeps the pain within
so that we can never lose that pain

Help me to take off my mask
.... and lose my pain. 

© Ian Croft December 2018