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Mask

As i look up ahead,
variety colored eyes look back at me
all of them different from the other,
yet i can never tell who feels what.
I ask myself
why must they wear such glorious yet horrifying  masks
that can shadow who they are in an instant,
masks that fill  their heart with fear for one another,
masks that eat their purity and honesty until non is left .
Then i encounter my reflection,
as i see myself wearing a mask aswell,
i am no different from those who cover their real selfs,
i start to notice my fear for rejection and loneliness,
my admiration for perfection
and my hatred  towards the person i am,
a coward,
 jealous
in admirable soul who wishes for love and forgiveness
yet i don’t love nor forgive others.
Once again i ask my self why must we wear such glorious yet horrifying mask?,
now i know that it is to protect ourselves from ourselves.

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