She wears a mask, though it doesn't show
No weird features
Or supernatural aspects about it
Just a simple smile,
Dimples popping from the corners of her mouth

Her mask has not fallen in years
Why she hides?

Nobody knows anymore.

Is it because she has lost sleep
Over a death of a loved one?

Or is it because

She just hasn't found happiness in so many years?

Nobody knows. Nobody knows.

He wears a mask as well

A simple smile, but his eyes
They tell a story beyond words
Nobody knows what lies beneath

That mask of his.

He has his sleeves pulled up to his wrists,

Halfway over his hands,

As if he is hiding something

He sports a bruise on the base of his neck

The blue-ish color standing out
Against his pale skin

What happened there?

Nobody knows. Nobody knows.

Their friends, they feel the pain

Not physical, but mental pain

The pair may not notice it but

Their friends

Need them

More

Than

Anything

For, without those friends,
They would've drowned in their thoughts

Long ago
Wiped from the face of the earth

Nobody would've heard

Nobody would've cared

They think

But, their friends are the

Anchors that hold them firmly to the solid ground

There is no sea

There is no more masks

Just laughter

Not forced

But from

The heart.

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Hi, I hoped you liked it! I wrote this poem myself. Just a little message to those of you out there who go about life as if it were a masquerade. You're not alone. I stand with you, sporting my own mask.