Originally posted on my blog:  https://thelazywandererjourney.wordpress.com

I smile despite the hurt I feel

I laugh when all I want to do is cry

I get up even though I am weak

I live but deep inside I’m dying

All you see is the mask I carefully wear

To hide all the pain away

Hoping that my pretentions

Will someday come true

Or maybe… Just maybe..

Someone will come along

And make me take my mask off

Tell me it’s okay to be me

And it’s okay not to be okay

‘Cause no matter how I feel

And despite all my flaws

I am me and I am perfectly imperfect

Published by Kristin Racoma