Masks

by childofh4des

This is a poem about Nico and Leo and how hard it is to keep up their masks. So others can't see how much they're hurting.

MASKS

I see the world through masks

I can see the faces

that are trying so hard to blend in

but they know that they can't truly ever fit in

he can see them too...

broken faces

so many ways to hold these masks together

he holds his mask together with smiles

and jokes

and laughter

and I hold mine together by keeping them away

keeping away the things that could break my mask

so I glare at them and constantly move from place to place

it takes more muscles to frown

instead of smile

but the constant effort keeps me on my guard

so that I try harder

but masks

don't always hold

sometimes they break

and you have to remake the mold

and sometimes they wear down

and it becomes easier to cry

instead of frown

but NO.

I can't afford to let my guard down