Masks
By Windy-chan

Everyone hides behind a mask,
But some are more easily seen.
The cold emotionless,
The angry and harsh,
The quiet and withdrawn,
The cheerful and laughing.
Why do we wear these masks?
To protect ourselves,
To hide our hearts,
To run from the pain,
To try to stay sane.
We're soldiers and killers
But are still children in body.
However, our souls feel like they're centuries old.
I hope and pray we're the only ones,
But I know in my heart there are other children,
Other victims,
Like us...
Will it ever end?