Emo Poem: The people I hide...

Getting ready to see friends
Go to the mirror put makeup on
To hide my true self.
Is this what life is about?
To hide.
I see my friends flirty & girly.
I try to be happy and like them,
but all I feel is alone.
No-one here to help me
I am different to my friends.
I am different, fun, happy girly
but is that me?
I go back to the mirror
and all I see is an unknown girl
trying to find away out
but I am hidden
I hide my true self
I am no one.
People have skeletons in their closets.
I have masks.
What do you have?

By F Keats