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The Girl With A Mask (Pt. 2) - a poem

Updated on August 13, 2013
Copyright-Nick Wolf
Copyright-Nick Wolf

The Girl With A Mask (Part 2)

She looks so beautiful, so happy

But no one would believe how she feels about herself

No one would even imagine what her nights consist of

She's so friendly, so loving

She's always lending a helping hand

She's so caring, so patient

She's always giving a listening ear

But no one would ever believe how much she hates herself

This girl appears so perfect, so content

But inside she's so fragile

Inside she feels as if her whole being has shattered into a million pieces

Inside she's so discontent, so broken

"When will this pain end?"

"When will I be happy with myself?"

"When will I, myself, feel that I am beautiful?"

She asks herself these questions every night

She feels hopeless

Inside she's so fragile, so broken

She wants to die

She just wishes the pain would end

She wishes the agony, the hatred, the hypocrisy would just disappear

She wants to die

But each day she continues to rise

Not really knowing why

She opens the cabinet, grabs the bottle of pills

Returns to her room

"I'm so done"

She snaps the cap off

The door opens

Her little brother's head pops in

She covers the bottle

"Hey sis, are we still going to watch a movie?"

She looks at him and begins to cry,

As her brother walks over and holds her

She then remembers she'll be alright

Because she's an angel in her little brother's eyes

And she realizes that he's the reason she continues to rise

-Nick Wolf 7/29/2013


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      Nicholas Wolf 4 years ago from Dana Point, California

      Thank you again for your feedback RoseAsauresRex. I really appreciate your kind words and encouragement.


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      Rose Maun 4 years ago from the sunny state of California

      Wow that was really beautiful. its so sad to realize how many young men and women hide behind a mask or some sort of facade everyday and put on a beautiful display to the outside world but really inside are sad and alone and are just "done". Thank you very much for that poem. i think everyone should find a reason to rise in the morning and hold on to that.