Masks

So many questions yet never an answer
Too much confusion…never a breather
So many feelings-breaking one’s fervour
Nothing inside…nothing to offer

Anguish in past…fear of the future
Entreating the joy felt years ago
Sorrows of mind…weigh heavy on the soul
Smiles for the friend’s eyes
Mask removed under cover of night
Fake an entire being
Wonder if they feel these lies
Tomorrow’s dawn will meet my mask
The darkness sees the truth you never ask

By cAgEdAnGeL

"It is easier to stab someone in the back than look them in the eye...society is built upon this principle and is universal amongst those who rule" --Freidrich Nieztche