Concealed

Cover up,
Hiding
Behind this laugh.

A frown,
Tucked away
Behind a smile.

Let’s not forget,
Lipgloss,
To make my
Concealed screams
Pretty.

My face
Covered in make up,
Hair colored,
Cut, styled.

Is the image
I’m trying to keep,
Mine?
Am I masking
For something I’m not?

What am I hiding?
What am I seeking?
Is this not
The life
I’m meant to have?
To live?

I feel lost,
But I know
Where I am.
I feel helpless,
But I know
What I’m doing.

I feel broken,
But I know
I put my pieces
Back together right.

As I carry
The weight
Of the world,
Hiding the fact,
My shoulders
Are crumbling,
My back
Feels broken,
My legs are dust.

But I trudge
Through the darkness,
Stumbling
Over obstacles.

Mascarading
The fact,
I dont want to
Struggle anymore.

I just want to live,
Everyday,
As if
Nothing is wrong.

~Carrie Labiak ~