MASKS

The naked truth about the people i have stumbled upon,lies untamed within these words.

These masks that we wear;
those feelings we choose not to share.
Those thoughts we keep concealed;
those droplets of tears,
we choose to burry underneath.

With these masks we are,
but dramatists feigning acceptance
in every fragment of our lives;
beneath these masks we are,
but caged beasts;
struggling to break free
and tear our demons apart.

we worry much abouttomorrow,
than about today;
we often dwell in our past,
trying to rewrite that very day.

Whilst wearing these masks,
we wish to see a new beginning;
seduced by greed, we permit it to pollute
our naive thoughts with wants;
it crushes our heart,
leaving our hopes dwindling.

We crave the attention;
we crave the fame,
we are hungry for recognition;
we strive for that name.

These masks that we wear;
they do not feel nor do they show care,
they taunt our demons;
leaving us with nothing,
but resentment and despair.