Living In A Mask
A/N: This is a Poem about my character, Kitchit Sakura. Kit, in a battle when she found her brother, had her eyes badly sliced up. But somehow, the power of her telekenis saved her eyes. But, her eyes lost their color, so their white. But many people still think she's blind, even though she can see them plainly. So she has a cane that they gave her too.
I'm living in a mask,
But noone can really see through it.
I can hide behind it when I'm scared.
Or try to break through it when I'm angry.
But noone can see my seceret.
I'm not blind,
But it's that mask, that hides the truth.
The truth that I long to show the world.
I want to shout 'Look at me! Can't you see? I'm not blind!'
But I'm living in a mask.
The only thing that hides me.
But I want, so many times, to shatter it.
Just like my heart.
Millions of pieces at my feet.
I'm living in a mask, that noone can see.
My brother, and my friends, they can see me.
My true features.
My eyes.
My one true thing I miss.
Now, instead of Clear Eyes of Brown,
I'm the Clear Eyes of White.
Bloused,
Ugly,
Hideous,
Terrifiying,
Lieing,
White.
I'm living in a Mask.
The Mask,
The Mask that still holds me captive.
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