Not a mask, but a shell

This is not a mask but a shell.

A formulated architecture

Based on

Observations

Standards

Expectations

 

I am not my mask, my shell

Who is the interior

He is

Numb

Empty

Dark

 

You can trust my mask, my shell

It will care for you

Able to

Pity

Laugh

Care

 

I do not trust my mask, my shell

It is just like you

Always

Petty

Jealous

Angry

 

This is not a mask but a shell

And I am comfortable

I will

Exist

Pretend

Revise

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