Masks
We put on masks.
Pretty, ugly , dropout, lazy
We put on masks, step back and wait
Wait to be heard.
Heard through the muffled masks that are more about fitting in than indiviuality
We're so alone.
Clustered together in a pristine society
No room for mistakes.
A gilded cage
Smart, Athlete, punk, freak.
We scream through the masks.
Hoping.
Hoping that someday someone might realize that we are more than a title.
More than a plastered face
More than a form built to make others happy.
We are wild
We are free
We are the unheard voices
So i say to you,
Be loud
Stand tall
Take off your mask and repeat it with me
I Am Beautiful.
I Am Free.