Mask
Mask is about the theoretical shield that everyone has. I myself have one, a wall of sorts that isn't really me, something I put up for other people. My mask is a completely different person to me. My mask is something I have no wish to be, and have to keep up at all times in public. After this revelation, I tried to ditch the mask. Only to find I couldn't, I had an identity crisis, right then and there.Who was I? And what did I want out of life? what were my likes and dislikes?
And you know what? I didn't know
and that scared me.
Think about what face you put up, and the risks of long term use. I found that I was no longer me. So I have begun to drop the mask and find what I like about life and who I am.
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I wear a mask, upon my face
To hide away my realself
From those both close
And far away
I cannot show them myself
I lock my feelings deep inside
Deep inside my soulself
Tie the string to hold the mask
That hides my fragile feelself
So long from birth
Has mask been placed?
To hide my deep thought
Soulself
I cannot know
What's down below
I do not know my
Ownself
Why do I hide?
What is inside? What's inside?
My realself
I cannot find, where mine resides
Feelings lost in gloom
I do not know
Where did they go?
The feelings locked inside
Cannot release
The strings attached
To mask and to my face
I realise, for all this time
It's always been too late
For though I try, to cut the twine
That cuts into my soulself
The mask I made for me
It now won't leave
For the mask is now my face
The mask is now just me
I AM THE MASK AND
THE MASK IS ME