When my masks are tired
They wear me.
These faces can only be worn for so long before
Even they grow self conscious
Of what the world thinks.
My masks wear me because they know I care about nothing
Which allows them solitude from judgment.
Solitude from the human ego.
Once they have recovered
Our roles will once again switch
And I can feel familiar within
                    “Society”
                           Is
                        Why
                            I
                       Wear
                      These
                      Masks