Mask
#2 of stuff and stuff
Hello everyone.
I've finally managed to get my life back in order and finally started to feel like a part of society and a decent person again.
So inspired by that I wrote this.
Mask
I walk on a road and come across a mask.
''Well this is very strange.'' I think to myself.
I look to my left and to my right but there is no one there.
Where is everyone
There's people nowhere.
I take the mask and put it on my face
and the suddenly I see everything as bright as day.
The world looks so beautiful through this strange mask.
All the people seem so happy.
I feel myself so light.
It's like I'm floating free.
But wait a minute now.
This is not the world that is real.
The real world is such a raw deal.
Should I keep the mask on
or look reality in the eyes?
I take the mask off and look at the world once more.
this place is filled with blood and gore.
Swiftly, I put the mask back on
and all the pain is gone.
I keep walking with the mask on.
But I can't help to wonder
Are we really so insecure
that we must seal ourselves from reality
and all its fatality.
Can't we see each other or ourselves
without mask on our faces.
Can't we love each other
and find happiness in things that truly matter
or don't we just bother.