Topic: The Masks... | |
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We all have one
Different with every person Always changing Sometimes many We protect ourselves with them We have them to protect our sanity Those who are brave enough to remove them Are the ones who are true to their word Always act the same no matter where they are at Never changing, never aging, never dieing They are Immortal, always the ones that will risk it all Not for themselves, but for the others that they care about Friends, Family, Loved ones, they risk it all to keep them safe No matter the consequences, always taking that same risk Of never coming back, just to see them safe and happy Not knowing what will be around that very corner They may never return, their words empty until death Then taken to heart, their life styles moving on From person to person, it will move effecting those around them These are the Masks, the ones that wear their hearts on their sleeves. Always blunt and honest to the bitter end. Never deterring from what they believe is right. They remove them once they are sick of wearing such a heavy burden. They risk their very Sanity by living outside the social norm to be themselves. No one will ever know their formal selves, as those people are dead once they remove the mask that everyone is so accustomed too. These are the people who may seem a little more agitated and aggressive towards others who are still living the social norm. So my question to The is... Who is/was your Mask? and who are you now today? Me? My mask was removed long ago. For the past 8 years, I have been myself; my True self... A devoted Norseman, a dead religion to some, my Heritage to my friends and loved ones. This is who I am, but the question is the same as it is above... Who are you? |
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I wear my mask,an when it shall be taken off,is not question to answer!
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