The Mask

January 7, 2016

The mask is something that almost

Never disappears

Something that hides the true me

From the world

But

If you gave me the chance to let the

Mask fall

You could discover a new me

A person that no one truly knows

A person full of compassion

And creativity

So give me the chance to let

The mask fall

And you could discover someone new

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