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Below are some of my writings - not very good I'm afraid, but it is the best way I know of expressing myself.  Enjoy!

 

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What Would You Do?
 
What if I were to tell you that no, I am not fine, that life is not the bed of roses I portray to the world?
 
What if I were to yell to all-and-sundry, give me a hug, I am hurting?
 
What if I were to let the tears spill?
 
What if I told you when you come to me with your troubles that I cannot handle it today, because I am going through a rough patch myself?
 
What if I told you that the strong, confident one you see before you is false?
 
What if I told you that sometimes I need a shoulder to lean on too?
 
What if I told you that I too need some support?
 
What if I told you that this just isn't me, that I am a liar and a cheat?
 
What if I told you what was really going on?
 
What would you do?
 
Would you recoil in horror?
 
Would you laugh?
 
Would you give me the support I need?
 
Would you stay or would you go?
 
But I cannot tell you any of these things, because this is a mask I wear.  I cannot drop the mask.
 
I am scared, and I am weak.
 
I wonder who would I be without this mask?
 
I am a fake!