Behind the Mask

A poem I wrote while thinking on a few things. I don't know if it makes sense to anyone but me.. but maybe.

You don’t know me like you used to. But somehow I know you better than before. We used to be close with one another until we went our separate ways. I changed, like all things do; but you " You stayed the same, only showing me what you hid behind your mask. That beautiful mask. Why do you pretend? Why do you hide your true self and deceive others? Maybe the reason lays in the fact that you cannot see yourself for what you really are.  You can’t see the monster that you have become and still are. Tell me, why. Why do you hide. Among the darkness and lies; you hide in your blackness but only see the false shining clothes that you want to see. Tell me why.

Author's Note

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