Masks - Poem by Adam Smitherman
Ever since you were a little kid you've worn a mask.
Either as play or to hide yourself from yourself.
Everyone does in there lifetime.
I mean bank robbers do it when they start a crime.
Masks are all around us.
They hide our true selves from entering into the world.
Afraid of the questions or talk that might come of it.
Maybe sometimes you'll pull it off because your just sick of it.
But it's always put back on to try and hide your pain a little bit.
Why is the world so afraid to show there true selves?
Why can't they remove their masks instead of trying to be someone else.
Rip it off and speak your mind.
Tell all your kept hard secrets.
Let your true identity out so people can see it.
Have no doubts world.
Just take off the mask and walk out bold.
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