Be true to yourself. Trust me. It’ll make you feel better.
The Mask
The mask I wear today is not the being I am inside.
My mask may hide my darkest secrets,
But I do not hide my truth.
That truth can easily be seen if one knows how to look.
They teach you to wear a mask when entering the world.
They forget a simple note:
Everything will break with too much use.
Do not hide behind a mask;
You only hide yourself.
Normal is just a word in fiction, not the real truth.
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