Roller Coaster

Roller coaster

Through my brain.

The ride never

Comes to an end.

Once it hits the clouds,

It comes crashing down

To the land beneath.

It's a never-ending,

Draining,

Frustrating,

Ride.

My mind

Spins

Until I finally

Collapse.

The Mask

The stresses of home

School

And work.

Everything disappears

When her mask is on.

She puts on

That smiling mask

Every day.

But eventually,

It's too much; 

Too exhausting

To pretend anymore.

The mask is found
Just as she gets to school.

She walks around
With her head hung low
Concealed in black.

No one knows her
When her mask
Is on.

America Library of Poetry Submission

I have a favor to ask you. I am entering into the America Library of Poetry national contest. I need help deciding which poem to submit. Please let me know which one you think I should submit. I love you all and thank you for your help. These are the poems I'm thinking of:

Who is the Real You?

Labels are stuck

On each one of us.

They discriminate.

Alienate.

Separate.

Jock.

Nerd.

Disabled.

Rich.

Poor.

What are the labels

That matter?

Labels that build up,

Bring people together.

Christian.

Poet.

Student.

Friend.

Volunteer.

Put assumptions aside.

Get to know a person

For it's surprising what you might find.

Fallen Tree

Fallen tree

Once so beautiful,

Lay on the ground

For no one to see.

Fallen tree

Once stood tall,

Lay in the shadow

Still a mystery.

Fallen tree

Once loved so,

Still gives off

A hidden glow.

Enough

Disappointment streams down my face

In the form of tears.

Disappointed in myself,

My choices.

It seems I can

Never get it

Just, 

Right.

I'm trying so hard,

But it's never enough,

I try to be better,

But I'm never enough!

I feel the need

To prove myself.

That I'm better than this.

I don't know what's wrong with me.

I'm never good enough.

No point in being disappointed in me,

That spot is already taken,

By me.