Frustration

Frustration

Describe something for me,

That feeling you feel,

I bet I could tell you what it is,

Without you saying a word,

You walk around with a mask of a child,

While all along you don't want to smile,

This face you portray, 

Is more like a dream,

Of what you want,

Your reality to be,

You enter a room,

And all people see,

Is the face of an actor,

And not the real thing,

You want to scream,

Just let it all out,

You want to tell the world,

Just how you feel,

But reality sinks in,

And you don't know where to begin,

Or what you want to become,

So you just sit behind your mask,

And watch,

As the rest of the world has fun.

Dorothy Baker

2010