Slowly pulling off the glue, from the mask I wore to school. No one
Looks..They won’t find me. I pull it off like a star shining bright
But I deal so hard with the fronts and the shame. With my mask off
They could tell, remove my honor, my tickets wouldn’t sell. The
Performance of a prince.
Why. Do I decide to wear these gloves there’s nothing I have done to
show off a brand new beast. Why. Do I choose to wear this mask,
everyday I make it last, but just to what they’ll think I never take
it off for anyone but me.
The show is ending, curtains close. The hallway is filled with people.
Still wearing my mask. I can walk by and they’ll say hi. Without me
saying a word. They treat me like a lonely king. I don’t dress in
loyalty it’s just a mask. Off the bus I go. To my perfect home. But in
my room is the pit. I have no soul. Now I remove my mask. But I have
to ask..
Now I can see. Me and my society. In my head. The beast within can’t
break me but I bend. I have no statements but all I can say is..
Why. Do I decide to wear these gloves there’s nothing I have done to
show off a brand new beast. Why. Do I choose to wear this mask,
everyday I make it last, but just to what they’ll think I never take it off for anyone but me..
Only me..
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You wont always feel this way….wait until your out of school and you really discover yourself. It gets a little better…I promise
Oh gosh, your a great writer. Inspiration helps, speaking of which will someone please inspire me to save myself?
Holy shit this is good did you write it? Its amazing im sure the majority of us on here know that mask all to well
Thanks everyone. Yes i wrote it. it’s based on the story i read in English class a few months ago. the story is called “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” its a good story 🙂
oh my god. this is so well written.. and the story of my life.
i think after you ‘wear that mask’ for so long.. its actually impossible to take it off. for anyone. i was thinking today. i need to do something. like
not attention seeking as such.. but something that will remind people that im here. something that will make people remeber me.
but not see my mask off.
i want to fall of a building. or be in a car crash or somthing. but pssht. what the fork is wrong with me.
i want to be in a tragic accident where i have complete memory loss. or at least like i forget the last few years of my life. then when i get all the pity visits. ill think i had a really good life and forget all this depressing shit.
Thank you. i have the same thoughts. like you said about an accident and having memory loss. in my mind that would because everyday i try to forget all of the depressing things in my life, but right when i lie down to sleep i always want to remember what makes me depressed. it would be a blessing to just wake up and not know my life and who i was. its sad how people wear masks and no one has sense to notice.The mask we wear cant come off by medications,therapy, and mental hospitals. we have the hearts to remove it when its time. but i thought of is as if we commit suicide we die with our mask on and when we separate from our body our spirit wont know your body because of your mask.