Sunday, May 3, 2009

Masks and fakeness

So I know that I talk about masks and being fake all the time. It's because that's what I concentrated on for about three months pretty recently. Here's a poem about it...not too sure whether I agree with it completely anymore, but I'm interested in what you think.

Staring through a static stillness

Hearing sounds of silent illness.

Everyone has a hidden heartache,

No one sees that it’s all a fake.

If we could all take off our mask

(Now that would be a weary task)

We’d find a fright’ning frivolousness,

Avert our eyes from the ugliness

That’s there beneath the surface

Of every you, him, her, and even us.

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