You know At this point I'm compelled to join in this dance, this masquerade. I have an assortment of hats, green, black, blue , stripped, ribbon, turquoise, I can hide behind. No ones seen the face that holds it all. They've only seen the color of my mask on that day when the world was at turmoil, no mask to wear. Emerge the healer the soother for mines run out please. Have it anyway you like and enjoy but be weary of the no soliciting sign at my door. We don't need the world to end because the appropriate mask wasn't marked With flowers. See beyond the masks and see that they're all me past present and future.