Emo Poem

I wrote this when I was home and crying and telling myself no one understands me!

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Everyone has a mask they hide behind. I've put on a mask of emotions since I started going to school. My friends never understand, and I can't make them, it's hard to explain, and it's like...

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My Mask

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Published: May 2009

She is happy, I'm sad
She has friends, I don't
People understand her,
No one understands me
She feels happiness and love,
I feel pain and sadness,
She doesn't cry,
I cry all the time
She will have someone to love,
I never will
She is pretty in pink,
I'm dark and black
She is warm inside
I'm always cold
She doesn't bleed tears,
I do everyday
Her heart is red,
Mine is black
she doesn't have emotions,
I have emotion
Her emotions don't run her life
Mine does

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  • Brittany by Brittany, California
  • 8 years ago

Everyone has a mask they hide behind. I've put on a mask of emotions since I started going to school. My friends never understand, and I can't make them, it's hard to explain, and it's like I'm suffocating. but there is hope, there is for all of us. We all have that one person that completely understands. That one person that given the chance saves us many times from the brink of death. You just have to find and know who that person is, and your set for life. I promise and I never break a promise.

  • Claire by Claire
  • 8 years ago

I hide behind my mask everyday. Except when I'm alone, then I cut, we al have our secrets behind our masks, some, just are really bad

  • Rachael by Rachael
  • 8 years ago

You'r poem is so true in many ways. We all hide behind a mask of fear and lonliness..... I also feel that way everyday, that we all just want to be loved and not feel out of place.

  • Hope by Hope, Fort Worth
  • 9 years ago

I hide behind a mask everyday for family and friends...they don't realize that I hurt inside. my family thinks I'm happy, but truth is... I'm not happy, my mom is locked away for a very long time and it kills me inside to see it happen, so I put on this so called "mask" and live happy on the outside but not on the inside.

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