Mask

You know that mask, the one you wear You aren’t the only one, never was We are in a masquerade ball Where we all are masked, all fake Hiding so much, hiding our real selves. Some masks have been perfected, they never slip The people are always in one piece The ones succeeding, not letting the mask fall The ones who are always smiling, happy Those we envy and push to be But those people have secrets Just like you and me, they do Their mask is slowly slipping And it’s during those late hours Of the night when it falls- when they break You aren’t alone, you know Everyone has a mask, everyone is faking If we were to all take them off, things would be real We would all be allowed to be who we really are No more hiding, no more fear of judgement But that’s not our world That’s not how society is run People are afraid, and so secrets remain Secrets thought to be best kept to ourselves The masks are the props And our bodies our instruments. Masks are used by all Everyone does, some are just better actors in this play we call life