We have different masks that we wear
Some people are fully not aware,
We used masks just to look okay
And we will, someday.

We smile.

We laugh.

Outside we are laughing
Inside we are dying,
It's hard to wear a mask
Because even just a question--"Are you okay?" no one ask.

We smile because we hide the pain
The pain that keeps on telling us where we have been,
Different reasons but same result
Heart break, trust, judgments, and insult.

It's pain.


© Skyler