This mask used to hide me,
Save me from any hurt.
Just smile and laugh,
They’ll all go away.
But slowly I died,
Stopped trying at all,
And now ,
This mask hides nothing.
.
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I lie too much. Now some lies have become my reality and it only makes it all the worse. I feel as though I’ve gotten some emotional form of Lou Gehrig’s disease. Slowly I cave in impudent and soon enough I’ll be gone.
The only reason I’ve stayed so long is for the few who think they’re ping good by threatening themselves to stop me
I remember you. Hi. Long time no see. The mask is off? *waves* Hi, how are you?
I won’t do anything like the people you mentioned. If you want to die, I ain’t gonna hold you back.
NO he means the mask is all that is left. This is more-or-less the truth of anyone’s existence. You can regret the true you you have lost or accept it. Now you have a mask. It is you. You can form it to be what you will. What would you be if you could be anything? What would you leave behind? What would be worth being?