The Mask I Wear

I stand before you
Smile plastered to my face
A mask secured tightly, to ensure no emotion shows.
Home, I don't feel a home anywhere
Not at my house, not at school
Where I feel most comfortable is in my head
Or in the dance studios running routines
I always imagined standing on a hill top
Covered in grass, with the smell of spring in my nose
Belting out the most beautiful song I can make
All the while feeling the wind in my hair
Filling me with strength & hope
I'm looking for that place & someday I'll find it
Until then, you'll see me sugar coated
Just be sure not to bend me too far
Sugar is brittle & easily broken
Watch out if mine breaks, I'll be a mess.
I can't be broken, but I can be exposed
My spirit is stronger than you can imagine
No amount of pain can break me, no matter the tears
All I'm looking for is a place to be alone
Just me & the world, all to myself.
Home, I need a place to feel at home in.
They don't see it, none of them can tell
Almost everything I show is artificial.
Living, breathing, smiling,as someone else.
You won't ever see through my mask until I let you
Because I am so afraid to show my face
The face behind the plaster mold I wear.
I stand before you
Smile plastered to my face
A mask secured tightly, to ensure no emotions shows.
No one can see me underneath the facade.