THE MASQUERADE OF LIFE
By Leanna, 17, Utah
Wake up.
Clean canvas.
Clean canvas.
Time to decide.
Is it to be, Which?
A day of drama,
A day of love & romance,
A day of love & romance,
Which mask to wear?
Will it shine and glitter
to hide the pain,
or shall I fade into the background,
so no one sees the tears?
To costume, we move.
Attract or hide?
comfort or aesthetics?
comfort or aesthetics?
All a mask.
Smoke and mirrors to get through the day.
But even masters can't hide their eyes.
So called windows of the soul.
Framing what we all wish to hide.
Walking down the halls.
gossip. judgment. expectation.
What we dread,
we do.
we all hide.
who are we?
As a collective, closer than ever;
as an individual, more lost and alone.
Fake smiles.
Fake people.
Empty eyes.
Heartless black-holes.
Fake people.
Empty eyes.
Heartless black-holes.
Will we survive?
Painted faces.
Empty shells or emotional prisons?
A gilded cage.
What if we forsake it all?
Would we know our selves?
Would we know our selves?
Pain & Questions.
Where is the joy,
Where is the joy,
Where are the answers?
"all the worlds a stage,"
Whose mask do you wear?
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