The Mask

I hide behind my face. Life is hard, and I try to put my best foot forward but it's never enough! Have you ever hidden behind the walls, feel like your wearing a mask? Always having to watch your back? It's a depressing state.

          Walking through the doldrums and looking up, almost everybody wears a mask. Some people have one or two (A.K.A two faced) and the rest are hiding. Separating them selves from the world and living in a fantasy dream. Its funny when you think about it. Looking back, I see that people really have an affect on your life. I couldn't possibly have made it where I am. But then there are those people who have no soul, no heart and don't give a horses butt about anybody but themselves. The intentions of these people are just cruel! Why do people try so hard to hurt others. Sometimes I wish I could start over. Wouldn't you like that? I sure would.

      It's difficult...Life is very complex. We claim to live it but do we really? I walk around everyday, looking for reason. Why does my life feel so crippled? I feel like a piece of tin foil; first you start out nice and smooth, then slowly you get crumpled and damaged. You can try smoothing it out but It will never be the same. Who do I have, who do you have? My family supporting me? Just another lie from around the corner we tell ourselves. We all go through life like hawks. Brave, strong, and empowering. Always flying around, very vigilant but hidden. We live behind a crazed world where we all mask our faces. Imagine a world where we can take it off, leave it off and burn it from our memories. Where the unicorns run wild and the fairies can fly. Logically speaking I would be bipolar but I'm done with it. Don't judge me when your imperfections are far more complex than mine. Don't put me down when I try to build myself up. Stop hating the work and start hating the insecurities of yourself and realize the pain and destructive path you leave behind. So drop your mask and live your life freely.