by CURTIS B
Hidden faced. Hidden in places behind this mask,
nobody understands my pain so don’t even ask
Or bother because of my mask my father
Doesn’t talk to me or his daughter. I hide
My face because of the laughter, the chatter
The burns my ears from the years of all these tears,
My fears, exist no more they’ve been slammed
Shut and locked behind a door.
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