Masks are the things that cover your face to show something else right?
Of course it is!
I have an unlimited supply of mask of emotions.
When I'm sad, I put on a happy face mask to show no signs of
Sadness,
No anger,
And no fear just happiness.
Many mask become made as my life continues on.
New emotions, new mask, and more confused of what my real image is.
As my image shadows over my costume of thousand lies and tricks.
It weights a ton like a 100 gold blocks on my body.
Can't stand,
Can't breath,
Can't be be myself at all.
Scared of what might happen to my real image if people see it.
When I show my image for the first time.
My body, my mind, and my spirit was played with.
So I made my costume into armor
So that i would never feel bad inside.
So the next time you see me you might think twice of how i feel
Because I might be wearing my mask at that time
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
having a mask on too long you tend to loose yourself please don't let that ever happen i love the real you at all time