Fake

• Gracie-Jean Dennis, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2020

I would do anything, just to find a better place.
There has to be a place where my tears dry in the sun,
Where my pain and sorrow fades,
And my fear is gone
I need to find where I belong
Not using pain as a last resort
I can't keep living this way
Where I live in sadness and fear
This isn't my time this isn't my place
This isn't my body this isn't my face
Even if I scream at the top of my lungs
Nobody bats an eye
So I hide my tears and put my fake face on
And I keep my pain inside
So nobody knows.