Hand-Me-Down Box
i wear a mask
that always smiles
it hides the hurt
and paints the lies
a gated wall
to my soul
if i keep the windows closed
no one will ever know
that behind these smiles
are massive scars
from cuts in my chest
to contusions of my heart
behind the smiles
i stand broken and stripped
bearing an open hand
and battered lips
a tainted word
i dare not speak
as my secrets guard
my weakened cheeks
behind chains and bars
and rusted locks
i’ll never escape
this Hand-Me-Down box