We live in a masquerade And all of us don’t really notice That we wear masks everyday, just to see who’s more happier than who Or that we wear them just to have a boundary on expressing our true self because we’re probably too scared to be judged
You throw and remove your mask when you’re alone And that’s where a flood of thoughts come into you And you just stare and be silent
Masks have deceived people, Sadness disguises as happiness Love is covered with a huge mask of lust, Success, devoured by a mask of riches and gold. And
People, masked as persons who they want to be
Logged in to my old blog, saw this and thought of posting it here. Forgot that I wrote this a year ago.