Paul Laurence Dunbar (1872-1906)
We Wear the Mask
WE wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,—
This debt we pay to human guile;
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
And mouth with myriad subtleties.
Why should the world be over-wise,
In counting all our tears and sighs?
Nay, let them only see us, while
We wear the mask.
We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries
To thee from tortured souls arise.
We sing, but oh the clay is vile
Beneath our feet, and long the mile;
But let the world dream otherwise,
We wear the mask!
I like this poem a lot. I think it describes how many of us feel sometimes. So I thought I'd share it w/ everyone. I found this at http://www.potw.org/archive/potw8.html .
Seems to be a pretty cool site. I'm gonna look for more lol.
I write my own poems as well so maybe I will post them on here. 
