Hiding behind a mask, you walk through life

With your head to the ground.

The voices threaten you to give up,

Etching their names on the once smooth mask

Until it breaks.

You pick up the pieces. Hoping no one sees

Your eyes through the cracks.

 

After all,

Hiding behind a mask is easier than

Telling someone why you're not okay.

Brick by brick you stack your emotions up,

Wishing they won't fall.

You put up walls, afraid of others peeking in.

 

You stay quiet outside but

Cry out when it seems like the

Largest of silences is deafening

To your ears.

 

Your hands shake from the pain.

You say you're weak, but my dear,

You get stronger everyday

For this is only temporary.

 

Don't look at your scars as a weakness.

It takes time to heal as new skin takes its place.

You will live through this.

You will survive.

You will thrive.