The Person Behind the Mask

Comments (0) Issue 4, Poetry, Writing

By Abigail Duffer

You see my tears, you see my scars
You don't hear my cries, you don't see my pain
You see my smile, you hear my laugh
You see my suffering, but you do nothing
You heard my story, you said they were lies
You watched as I fell apart, but still did nothing
You watched as my grades slipped, you watched as I stopped coming
But still you did nothing

You watched as I slipped into darkness, you watched knowing you could have done something
You watched knowing you could help
But still you did nothing

You sat and watched, as I slowly drifted farther away
You sat and watched, as I gave up
You sat and listened, as my friends asked for help
You sat and spoke, and told them I was fine
Was I really fine? Was I really okay?
You said I was, but does that change my thoughts?
Does that stop my friends from worrying?
Does that make everything better?

Be the voice for the ones who think they don't have one
Be the voice for the ones who think they are alone
Be the voice for those who feel powerless
Be the positive voice in their life
Because that voice may be the only one

Be aware of the ones around you
Be there for your friends, your family, your classmates
You never know what's behind a person's mask
You never know the difference one positive voice can make
Be the positive change in someone's life


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