An expressionless face upon a white wall;
A mask which holds no meaning at all.
Uncover the truths behind empty plastic
And beneath it lies a story of a matter more drastic.
You can criticize the outside but not what's within;
Meaningless gibes at a person's fragile skin.
Denying the artwork of a creased, bruising hand;
Destroying the armor that enables one to stand.
Forget all your problems, this is one chance to see
Who the person with the mask of a lonely soul could be.
With a loss of stubborn pride, you can finally withdraw
And befriend all the minds whose depths you never saw.
May 18, 2014
May 18, 2014 at 1:00 AM UTC
An expressionless face upon a white wall;
A mask which holds no meaning at all.
Uncover the truths behind empty plastic
And beneath it lies a story of a matter more drastic.
You can criticize the outside but not what's within;
Meaningless gibes at a person's fragile skin.
Denying the artwork of a creased, bruising hand;
Destroying the armor that enables one to stand.
Forget all your problems, this is one chance to see
Who the person with the mask of a lonely soul could be.
With a loss of stubborn pride, you can finally withdraw
And befriend all the minds whose depths you never saw.
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