See, this poem will just be lost to another
Long list of much better, much stronger,
Much more powerful poems than mine.
I'll just be another face in the crowd,
Another account in this damned site,
Another anon in the broken world of the internet.
Maybe if I stack up enough masks,
You'd finally see me because my masks are stacked up
So damn high that they stand out from the crowd.
But I think we both know,
That's very unlikely.