Friday, 20 April 2018

THE MASK

THE MASK

I wake up in the morning, go to the mirror and opt for the mask to wear today

No.. no not that sad one again, its too revealing, I dont want to show the world my true feelings

The mask that you can see camouflage the true me

Its only my public face, that I remove each night, when my bare soul unveil in the mirror

It tells my childhood, and its fairy wishes

It encapsulates my adolescent and young woman's dream

It tells the minutiae of everyday life I share

It shows the moment of love, lost and pain that I bear

So I choose the mask carefully to cover every inches of my face, that was meant for only my eyes to see.

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