masking
you tell me that i don’t seem like someone with borderline personality disorder
i tell you that i mask
i mask so well that sometimes i don’t even know what i am feeling
i mask so much i never know when it’s okay to take it off
i spend so much energy masking that i sleep for twelve hours a night
i mask to survive
the day, the stigma, the sterotypes
i mask to save my friendships
because i know i am too much
when i don’t mask
disaster strikes, my world crumples
no one knows what to do when i am not okay
trick is, i am never okay
i just mask to save my life
& to save your day