Masks...
we all wear a mask...
we all are scared of getting hurt...
we all hide...
whether we wear a mask of paint and pen...
or weather we wear a mask of pride...
we catch glimpse beneth now and then..
of the child that within us hides...
we put on a brave face..
covering what is real...
to save our egos from disgrace...
to hide how we really feel...
what if we could take the masks away..
all of us as one together...
exposing our trueselves to the light of day..
so we wouldnt have to hide forever...
would we be shocked or afraid..
at what we saw in each others eyes..
our souls bare to everyone laid..
or would it be a pleasant suprise..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem