Nov 18, 2011

The Mask

She wakes up and stares at the mirror,
 wishing for something more to appear. 
Something that people can be proud of, 


Something that people could aspire to. 
Instead all she finds every morning is a coward

A girl hiding behind the strength of a mask. 

It gives false courage and false beauty


beauty that someone, someday, might fall in love with. 


But what happens when the illusion fades

and she must take off the mask upon slumber? 




She doesn't. 




She doesn't remove the mask, 
and the mask and the master become one.


It forms to every crevice and every imperfection hiding the truth by becoming the truth.

Until the morning comes when she wakes up and stares at the mirror,
 wishing for something more to appear. 








She doesn't use the mask to keep the world out.
 She uses the mask to keep herself in.





xxxblakexxx