The Mask:

by steph   Jun 26, 2006


To look into ones eyes and truly see what is real is a gift. Some people put on a mask everyday, and then everyone believes that the mask is real. But what most dont realise is that it is just a mask, just like a mask you buy in a shop. Except that this mask cant be bought, or found. It is only found within the person, this mask isnâ??t real and only certain people can see through it. Because these sorts of masks hide what that person doesnt want people to see. So then their life is built on what people think they know and not the truth. People use this mask hoping that no one can see through it, but deep inside them they want just one person to look into their eyes and know whatâ??s going on. Just one person to know that what they are showing isnâ??t real. For that one person to listen to them, to hold them, to tell them they are here for them at all expenses. Unfortunately this doesnt happen to each person with one of these masks, and then they hide more behind the mask everyday. And soon they can no longer hide and pretend their something their not. So when they are found dead not one person can understand why they could do this to themselves, why hadnt they talked to someone, why didnt they see it. All they are left with are questions that can never be answered, all because they hid behind a mask.

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