Daily masquerade

Daily masquerade

A Poem by Andrew DeMars

Colors, all having a distinct taste for the sense
When children we were life, vibrant and strong.
The sensation of waking up just to conquer the day.

School, friends, parents, all a daily occurrence
Now to speak to any of them is a gift, rarely given.
For help, for love, for them to hear you, you to hear them.

To go back to the time when life was perfect forever,
But now a living, one no one ever wants, why do we pretend?
A daily masquerade,  we are all children at heart.

For no matter how far we age, we all contemplate society inside
Finding things we think about, but not laughing, we choose to hide.
Because all of us choose to eventually mask, the child that hides inside.

© 2011 Andrew DeMars

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Added on November 7, 2011
Last Updated on November 7, 2011


Andrew DeMars
Andrew DeMars

St. Cloud, MN

im a student at college who likes to write more..

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A Poem by Andrew DeMars