MASQUERADE

At everyone’s first sight she is a blessed normal soul,

But shielded deep inside there’s a large burdened hole.

Uplifting and courageously fighting all of the time,

She is not fazed by being knocked down in her prime.

With a high endurance making the best of the worst,

Irregardless of her sadness or her life existence’s thirst.

Locking up all her emotions concealing her true face,

With her injustices overflowing there still lays no trace.

Disguised smiles conceal all the pain and pent up fears,

Her mask firmly placed but for how many more years.

By Dayna