Mask
Every morning wanting to free
From the masks put on to hide the real me.
Suffocating in a sea
Of thoughts others wish of me,
Poison lungs to a degree
Where masks provide solace.
So many to choose, hundreds to see.
How about the usual fake smile of glee?
Bending light to hide the shadow
Behind a safe translucent glow.
To make sure as not to show
The truth hidden beneath.
These masks deceive, and trick and bend
The truth, so I may make a friend.
Making friends with masks is no surprise.
But to keep a friend is why I keep using lies.
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