July 21, 2010 Wednesday 11:00 pm
I wear so many masks, that I have forgotten what I look like. One mask for my family, one for my friends, and one for the world. I don't know how I feel anymore. I stopped feeling a long time ago. I fear what would happen if I let myself feel again. I know my finely crafted masks would shatter and then you would see what I really look like. My eyes only offer a glimpse at the turmoil and pain raging within, but not everyone can read my eyes …
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