- Mask -
The rules of others build the walls around me which reflect a lie I let them all believe.
Society chokes on their own words, still pointing fingers as they fall. They wonder why im still here, and why im standing on the other side of the line.
They thought they knew me, that I was one of them.
People are looking for a leader, someone to show them the other side of hope. They want to believe you. I ask why. I follow my out thoughts and expectations of what id like to be, and of who I think I am. I wear a mask you created. It only shows because you want it too. It is no possession of mine. You take it with you when you leave.
You can add it to your many masks you choose too put on everyday.
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