Hide… that’s what you do. You hide away from the world because they don’t approve of who you are. Why do you even bother? No matter how hard you try, you will never be good enough for society and its sinister mistress… life.
Life is both a blessing and a curse, because you are subjected to the constant beatings and ‘bad luck’, with a hint of serendipity every now and then. You tirelessly move through life wishing for it to be over. You look at the mirror and hate what you see, whether it’s your hair, body, teeth, face, or maybe just you as a whole.
You hate yourself so much that you would cover your face with a mask. Your mask is your real friend. It’s the one thing you never leave home without. You put it on to conceal who you really are, in hopes of ‘fitting in’. In this process you kill the person you are and breed a new, empty and lifeless kind of person that the world will love.
In the end the world will tell you not to change who you are, but if you don’t then the world will hate you regardless. That is the truth about life. It will eat you up and spit you out and still have the nerve to ask you why you’re so broken. Your mask acts as your glue, holding the shattered pieces together, but not even a mask can hide the damage that is buried behind the facade.
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