What you see before you is not what I see in the mirror. For the mirror knows the true person who always hides behind the mask. Tell me, is it true that the most common mask we put on every day is a smiling face? I ask because everywhere I look I see that smiling mask upon a sadden souls face. It feels like I’m walking into some play write and to see such a performance that these masked people play. It is sometimes maddening.
But then again, when I look into the mirror I see that same mask staring back at me. I am not just the audience, I am also a masked actress who has lived through this tragic world and yet has been able to fool everyone by this smiling mask I slip upon my face every day. A classical act move, a classical act move indeed. I ask myself this question; how long will it take for this fake mask to crack? Because for every mask we wear it can only last for so long before it starts to crack under all the lies and negativity that courses through our mind, heart, and soul.
Oh, how our humanity and sanity can only last for so long behind the mask we wear before the insanity and inhumanity cracks through. Can you not hear it? Can you not hear the soul cry out in anguish trying to reach out for help? It cries out for an audience who does not wear a mask and to seek some kind of enlightenment from them. Oh how my soul cries out for this kind of audience. Yes, you heard me, my mask is now broken and the insanity has seeped in. May the high heaven above me see my true identity, my true soul, and hope they hear my howling cries which was covered by this mask.
I no longer hide behind this mask of lies.