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Poem About My Mask That Always Smiled

This was a poem originally composed by my loved one as a child. When she showed it to me, I immediately fell in love with it, so we worked on it again. This is dedicated and should be accredited solely to her. I love you.

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Published: Oct 2008


I was once sad and lonely,
Having nobody to comfort me,
So I wore a mask that always smiled;
To hide my feelings behind a lie.

Before long, I had many friends;
With my mask, I was one of them.
But deep inside, I still felt empty,
Like I was missing a part of me.

Nobody could hear my cries at night
For I designed my mask to hide the lies.
Nobody could see the pain I was feeling
For I designed my mask to be laughing.

Behind all the smiles were the tears
And behind all the comfort were the fears.
Everything you think you see,
Wasn't everything there was to me.

Day by day,
I was slowly dying.
I couldn't go on,
There was something missing..

Until now I'm still searching
For the thing that'll stop my crying.
For someone who'll erase my fears,
For the person who'll wipe my tears.

But till then I'll keep on smiling.
Hiding behind this mask I'm wearing.
Hoping one day I can smile,
Till then, I'll be here.. waiting.

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  • This poem is made up of quatrains, which are 4 line stanzas. Not all of the quatrains follow the same rhyming pattern.

    I was once sad and lonely,
    Having nobody to comfort me,
    So I wore a mask that always smiled;
    To hide my feelings behind a lie.

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  • This poem uses the repetition of mask. Repeated words brings the reader's attention to that idea of the poem.
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  • This poem conveys strong emotion. The sense of emotion helps a reader feel what the author felt.

    Nobody could hear my cries at night
    For I designed my mask to hide the lies.
    Nobody could see the pain I was feeling
    For I designed my mask to be laughing.

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  • by Brianna, Canton Ohio
  • 12/5/2014

I used to have depression and anxiety. I used to put this mask on my face a smile that everyone thought I was happy. I always drowned my depression in a smile. My depression lead me to cutting and a lot of suicidal thoughts. until god sent me a beautiful angel, she was very nice still is. She took me in under her care I still have anxiety problems but not as much anymore. I do have trust issues my birth mother gave me and my 5 siblings up for adoption when I was 10. that made the situation worst. That is when depression came about in my life, the abuse and violence, the anxiety, the trust issues, this is my story!!


  • by Lily, New York
  • 10/26/2014

Hi I'm 11 soon turning 12. This poem describes me so much I can't explain it. Everyone thinks me as the always happy, weird girl. (Weird in a good way btw) then they also thought I wasn't pretty, cool etc etc. They thought I like unusual things. They thought it didn'' bother me, but it did. Every night I think to myself how hated I am. My parents yell at me, sometimes when they check my homework how stupid I am. I know they don't mean it. But I still look for someone who is like me, who will help me. So thank you


  • by Gm
  • 9/12/2014

I liked the poem but I feel a bit different by reading it. The poem matched with my feeling before a few years. I was feeling empty. Spent lots of sleepless nights just fearing and crying. I did not know the exact reason for them. As if I was dragged to sadness more and more. I used to read similar things and would eventually be even more sad ....... it was cyclic process as if. I understood this was depression and accepted the fact that depression is not life and it is a sort of illness, which can be handled if we wish. I searched a lot about it and felt I was under depression which was just getting worse with reading sad poems, listening to sad songs and all those. I consulted a psychologist and after a couple of year I was fine. I am not here to say that I felt the same to poem but to say people that if you feel depressed please please go for treatment. It is a illness like so many others and you do not deserve suffering. People around us will never come to rescue, as they will not even know what is going in our mind. We have to take care of ourselves. I appreciate the poem but if you find it very similar to you, please make sure you are not under depression. Maybe you can be a happy person again .....


  • by Devin Edgin, Hot Springs, Ar
  • 9/4/2014

This story is my life. I had someone though. She's still mine, but she left for a tiny reason. She left me all alone. I am a former cutter. She's the reason I stopped. Now she's the reason I want to again. She's still mine so I can't. I'm in love with her and even though she killed me, I won't hurt her.


  • by Lubna , Pakistan
  • 4/8/2014

I loved it. It's awesome I think I'm at loss for words such a heart touching poem loved the theme.


  • by Matthew, USA
  • 1/11/2014

This is so very much like how I've felt my whole life. It's cold and lonely behind that mask and you keep hoping that no one will see through it and at the same time. You kind of wish that some one would.


  • by Victoria
  • Sep 2013

This poem is beautifully and tragically true. I even use a mask when I'm the only one around I constantly hide behind it until all the lights are turned off an I'm lying in my bed.
Thank you. It's actually comforting to know I'm not the only one who feels like this. This poem speaks to me so much and actually touched me more than I thought it would. It helped me a lot.


  • by Light
  • Sep 2013

I received this poem from a person I felt in love with many years ago... Situations in our lives have pulled us apart many time. However, we find I way to get back together again and again. I wrote this poem in response to this...
I wish I was the one to dry your tears...
I wish I was the one who clear your fears.
I wish I could remove your mask...
And be the one you wish for at night.
But time and time I feel I'm nothing...
Time and time I feel defeated by the shadows in our lives..
So take your mask off my dear...
Let's enjoy our lives without it!!!


  • by Aiko Sa
  • Aug 2013

This poem is about me, crying is my daily bread. Little by little inside I am dying. But I am wearing a mask, fake smiling, hoping one day I will finally find happiness.


  • by Port Harcourt, Nigeria.
  • Jul 2013

I once thought that if I could set my eyes on her or could hear the sound of her voice I would be relief. But I keep hoping to the day that I would tell her how much I have dear to see her, hold her and cuddle her.
I never knew I was lost in my dream. Now, I mask my face as if I was still hoping.
God bless the day I would get hold her. I love you!


  • by Nathan Martin, Yuma Arizona
  • Jun 2013

I have no story to tell but a question to ask. This poem reminds me of how my best friend used to act. Wearing a fake smile so nobody knows they're sad or just not to let your sadness affect others. I'd love to use your poem in a song. I have the perfect melody for it that I could play on my guitar. I'll post it on YouTube for you and your love one to see and I'll make sure to give you full credit for the lyrics. I won't do it without your permission though. Never. This poem is so deep I friken love it. Great job:,)


  • by Maegan
  • May 2013

It's sad to read the comments on here and know that people are really missing out. I feel this way all the time, except I know that there is someone I can run to. Someone who knows ME and loves ME no matter what I do. Jesus. He died for us and I know someone is out there thinking that I'm crazy and that they are sick of hearing about this Jesus dude, but I can't help but share. Yes depression is a real thing, but when you bring it to Jesus nothing is impossible. There are days when I feel like I'm wearing a mask and all I want to do is be alone to myself, but I always find joy and comfort in God. I'm here to tell you that he is very real and he can take this hurt away if you just accept him. He will never leave you. He will wipe your tears away and fill that emptiness you feel inside. He satisfies.


  • by Layla-Riyadh
  • May 2013

The story behind the poem is very touching and sad. The people around should feel and share what one feels even if they can't change his destiny of lifestyle. They should at least realize how the person feels.


  • by Selina, USA
  • May 2013

This is basically my life story since I was 10. I was always hiding behind my book, which was my mask. In middle school, my mask shifted from the book to the mask in the poem, the one you wear on your face. I was always pretending to be happy until at night, where I was always crying and fantasizing about dying and committing suicide. Now, though I'm happy I didn't. Thank you for posting this poem.


  • by Christain (Girl) T., Georgia
  • Apr 2013

I hide under my mask, only letting people see the real me when I need to let it all out till the next breaking point.. I feel weak when I show who I am, I have spent months crying hoping for someone to see how much pain I was in...
Still I'm searching for the freedom, the happiness I once felt.. and no matter how much I try to jump back into my lighter days, there is still the empty feeling that randomly over comes my body and mind.. till this day I'm waiting, searching and trying to hold on to my little hope for the one to take it all away. It's been almost two years now..


  • by Mya, Didsbury England
  • Jan 2013

I was once a little girl who could smile until my smile turned upside down. I was no longer a happy girl I was just... a girl... a very depressing one. What ever made my smile turn sad, maybe it was the fake mask I had. That day I learnt a valuable lesson stay true and don't be afraid to show your true colours
I was once a little girl who could smile until my smile turned upside down.


  • by Xxlaurendelightxx
  • Jan 2013

Thank you for sharing. This poem touches me. I have felt
The same for the most longest time. It's the worst possible
Feeling in the world! Thank you again.

xXLaurenDelightXx <3


  • by Susan Colton
  • Nov 2012

My mom got sick in November of 2006. She had her leg amputated in April of 2007. My Dad was diagnosed with cancer in May of 2007. He died June 18th of 2007. My Mom recovered in a nursing home....then my sister committed suicide in May of 2010. She left 3 beautiful kids behind with no one to care for them. My husband, my 2 daughters and I took them into our home to raise. My mom died this year on her birthday in April ( 2012 ). I feel like I'm alone most of the time. My husband works around the clock. Both of my daughters have graduated and I'm the one left working 40 hours a week, taking care of the kids, the house and most of all feeling guilty and alone. People at work comment how I'm always so smiley and cheerful.....but I'm dying a little more everyday....inside....where no one can see.


  • by Jacqui, Delaware
  • Sep 2012

There is another poem, same name I think The Mask.....When I read it I cried I thought of my daughter because I know how she feels even though she thinks I don't have a clue, I feel all her pain she's been through a lot and I helped her as much as I could till one day I finally realized I wasn't helping her I was enabling her, it took me a very long time to get through the hurt....One day I was going through some poems I have and The Mask was one of them I started to read it and stopped to call my sister to read it to her, I didn't get half way through and was crying so bad I couldn't read. I told her it reminded me of my daughter and she said No!!! It's Me....guess what she was right...I'm 58 and still wear that mask, there has been so much heartache in my life, they say God doesn't give you more then you can handle but I think that's not true..


  • by Justyce J Bradley ,Oregon
  • Aug 2012

I'm crying because it's true for me everyone says I'm always cheerful but they don't know me I'm really actually emo complete opposite of cheerful I feel like crying every time we have awards ceremonies because I always get the most cheerful person award this poem has made me realize it's time for the mask to go. Here's my story and my poem.

My mind is dark my blood is black I've hid my sorrow behind my mask but now it's gone and I'm distressed help me please I'm a mess I hate myself for feeling so bleak I can't write no more my heart is weak . Thanks for helping me when no one could.


  • by Tom Mcguire
  • Jul 2012

People say I always been lucky to have a older brother an older sister. Yes, for a while I was. I had a lot of friends from my childhood. but when times changed they stabbed me in the back. My mother turned into a stress maniac and blamed every one. My father disowns me. My older brother hates me Yes, we talk some time but its never the same my sister thinks I'm a big disappointment when I thought my friends and family would comfort me and help me in my time of need. but.. just like every one else they abandon me and cursed me. This is the first time I have ever talked about this but I guess I got to get it out some how. I'm only 16. and I'm already destroying myself. Will I ever find any one to help bring me out of the darkness? Will I ever be myself again :|


  • by Camille, Tarlac, Philippines
  • Jun 2012

People says that I'm fortunate because I'm an only child, but the truth is that, I'm not free. My parents always hinders me to serve GOD. I feel like I'm all ALONE, but I always wear a Mask... a mask of joy, that no one ever knows. Pretending is just like eating a salty chocolate. They thought its delicious but the truth.. its not. But always remember, even the loneliest person in the world can be happy, by God's grace! because I believe that, NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE WITH GOD :)


  • by Holly Ryan
  • Jun 2012

I related to this poem immensely, and felt like I was wearing a mask most of my life until I found my soulmate. He removed the mask I was wearing and made me smile without it, my tears and fears were wiped away with his gentle touch and his loving ways. It is love that can remove ones mask, true love. I am glad that this poem was shared with the world. because if it weren't for reading this beautiful poem titled The Mask, I would of forgotten what it was like to wear one and I don't want to go back to that life. God bless all of you and the person who wrote the poem. Holly Smith


  • by David Montalvo
  • May 2012

I feel the same way but worse and I can't even explain it but I've been wearing a mask since I was 3. It's been a hard life now. But I always tell myself when the bad is gone, the good will come.


  • by Tammy, CA
  • Mar 2012

I have hidden behind a mask most of my life. I have depression along with social phobia.
It's hard to pretend to people that you're fine when you really aren't. I've become pretty adept about faking it. I've even faked my psychiatrist into thinking I was fine when I really wasn't.


  • by Cody
  • Mar 2012

I too wear a mask. I have to go to school every day and pretend like nothing is wrong, so that others can be strong. I believe that if I take my mask off that people will start to hurt. I believe that people look too when they are down and if I take my mask off they will be lost.


  • by Shayak, India
  • Mar 2012

I broke up with my girlfriend 2 years ago but still I can't let her go away...... And now she's with someone else...and I'm feeling ALONE


  • by Zachary
  • Mar 2012

So far in my 17 years on this earth I have had to live with a mask for over 7 of these years. It all really began with bullies that I had to hide from those I cared about. I never wanted to tell them what made me feel so much shame and misery and I never have. Now in high school I have to keep this charade up to not let my true friends suspect something is wrong even though they will tell me what us wrong with them. So I can relate to this poem and it makes me feel better to know that I am not the only person like this. I know this mask will never come off, not even when I die because I have never let anyone know the real me.


  • by Lance Cheng, Quezon City
  • Jan 2012

I didn't have as much of a hard time as you did. I had a pretty easy life growing up. I guess I'm commenting to say I really like you're poem. It's very clever and it reaches out to people who feel the same way :) keep writing awesome person!!


  • by Millie, New York
  • Dec 2011

I go to workshops with women who are hiding behind many issues, like the person in this poem. This poem helps us to know that we all have hid behind something in life, at times. However, we can have the courage to share, know that we're not alone and can overcome our problems. I love the essence of this poem


  • by Casey67, Rhode Island
  • Oct 2011

This poem is almost exactly like a poem I wrote year's ago . After dealing with childhood abuse at the hands of a male neighborhood man that everyone loved, I never told my parent's, but my 2-older sibling's saw it & as I got older I understand they did not want to be the one, but why not tell my parent's .
His threat's where horrible-never told my parent's, my dad would be in jail.
Not only wear a mask , I am a great actress, you have to be . Anything can set off these HORRIBLE MEMORIES.


  • by Tuti, Chicago IL
  • Jun 2011

It really was a wonderful poem. I've been so sad and depressed because of the fact I haven't found someone. It hurts me so bad inside that I can't have someone to love next to me, but I try to wait for the one to find me because I've tried and I'm so tried of trying. So I'm sitting and waiting for god to bless me with a wonderful man that is going to love me for who I am.


When I was 14, I was forced to stay wit my granny because my mama was always not around. My granny started treating me badly which lowed my self esteem as a kid when I was growing up. I was a very bright boy, because of the treatment I was given all that dropped down to low level. I couldn't have anyone to talk to, I was always alone, when I was wit my friends, I would pretend as if I am ok knowing deep inside I am not. I tried to get away from that situation by the use of drugs but nothing changed. I went to university after passing all my high school levels hoping something better would come up. I faked my personality by putting on a mask of somebody whose life is better. Well that helped me in finding who I really am. I started writing about things that I feel. Started attending poetry sessions, I began to remove that mask. Though I feel lonesome sometimes but I am myself now regardless of what happened in the past in my life. This poem relates me.


  • by Adam
  • Jun 2011

This poem hits me hard like everyone else. I am speech disabled and I hide behind a phantom of the opera mask-a mask of a clown. A lonely clown. I do a lot of writing and the ones I love the most seem so far away-they never call me. I wonder if they hurt like I do?? It's like they have something to hide like I do. All I have wanted was for certain people to see beside the facade and to love me--but if I take off the mask for them they will hear something hideous that they will walk away from.


  • by Samantha, Arizona
  • Mar 2011

This poem makes me feel a little.....surprised I would have to say. My whole life I have been wearing a mask and just like this poem I have designed it to hide everything. My whole life has been lies and even now I wear a mask. I can relate to this poem.


  • by Eden, South Carolina
  • Feb 2011

This poem really touched me. I feel like since I was a little girl I've always worn a mask feeling so desperate for someone to love me, to understand me. I came from a childhood where I was always sent to my room and had no friends except at school, I had nothing. My one best friend was my mother she had me so young and we pretty much grew up together. Well to make a long story short, June of 2009 is when my mask really has came back on. My mother died in a car accident right before my eyes...the one person that knew me and loved me is gone...I completely understand what its like to deal with wearing a mask...

awesome poem really inspired me


  • by Anastasia, Missouri
  • Aug 2010

omg Hun I am going through the same problems right now. school is about to start and I am planning on wearing a mask to school so I can get attention, but I will be coming home and crying :(


  • by Irish Downs, Rhode Island
  • Jun 2010

Hi ,
I love this poem , battling cancer for 20yrs. And finding out 3 years ago that I have an inherited blood disease.
It has been a tough 20 years, just when I feel cancer took everything from me, I get the blood problem.
I am only 42 years old - and I feel like I wear a mask all the time, that is why sometime's I just want to be home with my cat!
Great poem!


  • by Kevin Gray
  • Jun 2010

This poem made me look at myself more intense rather than just scratching the surface. And to my surprise I too found myself wearing a mask. So I removed the mask to get a real look at who I am. What I felt like can be compared to getting out of a hot shower into the cold; I wanted to get back in the warmth but realized I'm gonna have to get out sooner or later.... I wonder how long I can stay in this warm shower?


  • by Marianna
  • May 2010

This poem was very touching . I have felt like that many of times . I truly believe that we put on that "mask" because we are scared that the person that comes in our lives will end up hurting us . I put on the "mask" every day because I didn't want people to see my weak side, I didn't want to get hurt by the ones I loved. I acted like they wanted me to be I was pleasing them instead of myself.


  • by Nicole, Boyne City
  • Mar 2010

I can relate to this...I feel like I do this all the time with everyone but a select few....and those select few fear for me....


  • by Natasha
  • Jul 2009

I absolutely adore this poem
it's so true for some of us
and I really appreciate your effort
you have put into words what some of us feel
well done


  • by Ego'z
  • Jun 2009

Last year I had a boyfriend and a brother die to street violence. I felt so alone. I didn't show or express my feelings. This led to a depression. One night my mom and I had a fight and I wrote a suicide letter. We talked and now I'm okay. But I still feel as if I have on a mask crying on the inside


  • by Nikkii
  • Jun 2009

This poem touched me because right now I am going through the same thing. I have a mask on.....I put it on because I don't want to show people how I really feel. I put a fake smile and a fake laugh for them. I won't let anyone in, why....I don't know why. I guess I am scared, but in order for me to move on with my life with family and friends I hide behind a mask until one day it will come off.


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