Masks
Sometimes I feel I have many personalities, but not like physco person. It's more like a mask. At my house I feel more myself. But still I have to lie to stay out of trouble and make sure I have a life. Little things start fights. I feel like a coward at home. If someone's in a bad mood I slink away. If a verbal fight breaks out I hide in my room. At school I wear many masks. I am the modle student and I gain trust. But I'm not as great as everyone wishes, I even fool myself. I'm assumed as a teacher pet, a nerd. No one listens to my opinions half the time. That's why I'm so shy, becuase I have a hard time trusting anyone. Also people think of me as an angry person. But to tell you it's just a little thing called emotion. I'm not angry, I'm sad, happy, weird, smart, dumb. The only time I feel like myself is when I'm by myself. I don't lie at myself. I don't cuss, or yell. I'm just me. I feel at peace, my mind is finally clear. People make me feel like I'm chocking. It stuffes me up. But then I'm alone and I can finally breathlike a real person. But the thing is I never want to be alone. I want friends at my side, loved ones forever. So maybe my mask will always stay on. Unless I find someone who can take it off.
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