My Mask

by Sarah
(Georgia, USA)

My mask is happiness,
everyone sees
but behind this mask
there is a different me.

On the outside,
I'm the same as before.
But on the inside,
no one ever sees.

When they said it will be okay,
not a drop of a sunshine ray.
Just wanted to be the same,
but too much has changed.

Does anyone hear my silent cry?
Does anyone know what's inside?
Does anyone hear
my screaming cry.