Metaphor Poem

I wrote this poem back in 1997, I just came across it while going through some papers. I hope that you enjoy it.

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The Mask

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Published: November 2012

I look in the mirror at the beginning of each day, and ask myself what mask should I place on my face today.

No not the sad one it's too revealing, I don't want to show the world my true feelings.

For the mask that you can see camouflages the true me.
It's my public face that I remove each night, when I bare my soul the mirrors light.

It's the one meant for only my eyes to see it speaks of all my history.

It tells of my youth and girlish ways, my adolescents and my young womans dreams.

It tells of good times of which I had my share of love lost and pain so hard to bear.

So I choose my mask so carefully, to cover the face that was given to me, the one that was meant for only my eyes to see.

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  • by Kathryn, Colorado Springs CO
  • 4 years ago

The mask poem is so real. I believe it's with every one on the face of the earth, except a child!

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