Mask

Loneliness.
It eats me up inside, a fire that burns until the end of time.
Feeling empty, unfulfilled, and alone.
Inside is where it starts, outside is where I don't show.
Put on my mask once more to face the world with a smile.
Yet inside it's killing me deeply.
So together I seem, yet inside my thoughts are strewn everywhere.
In a crowd I still feel alone.
   By Shianne Campbell
Published: 10/16/2008
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