MasksA Poem by A Lost Man FoundSociety, that harlot who hides who we truly are!One for family, One for friends. Will anyone stand with me? And throw a fist up against an imminent end.
I've got one for every mood. Both good and bad. I've got a good one for when I brood. I've got one for happpy and one for sad,.
Behind a million masks we hide, Our Real faces rarely show, We never reveal what we feel inside. We try to hard not to fight the flow.
I feel like a mummy Wrapped up beneath a thousand layers, If they are removed from me, I wonder what will remain there.
I guess my real question is Underneath al of these masks, Does any real part of us still exist, Or is lost in a conglomerical mass?
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Added on December 18, 2008Last Updated on December 23, 2008 AuthorA Lost Man Foundparagould, ARAboutWhy won't these demons be quiet? I just want peace. I have wanted the eternal peace for as long as I can remember, but feel like a f*****g p***y because I can't bring myself to do it. Sometimes I wis.. more..Writing
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