The Mask
We wear the mask that hides who we are
It hides our highs and our lows
This debt we pay to society
With physical apperance
Picture perfect
Why should the world judge us?
They start to judge other's by their outer apperance
And fail to see the inner
Let them see us while
We wear the mask
We smile but we cry inside
We torture ourselves
There are those who get carried away
And don't know when to stop
But let the world control us
We wear the mask!
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