Mask Among Faces

Masks that hide your true self from others. How we need to get rid of them.

I hide behind masks.

My joy is false.

My hate is true.

My love is a lie.

Mask after make,

I’m hiding behind.

My face is nothing.

Just a mask to hide.

I rip the mask off.

Another takes it’s place.

I am fake.

Where is the real me?

I smile when happy.

I cry when sad.

I shout when angry.

I blush when loved.

All just hiding the fact,

My face is a mask.

One that could never be removed,

No matter how hard I try.

When the last mask falls,

I will be blank.

I will start anew.

Who am I now?

I am a mask among faces,

But when my mask is gone,

I’ll be a face among masks.

I’ll show my true self.