Every morning I wake up hoping to be someone different but as I stare into the mirror all i see is me and all my flaws larger than life and I have no choice but to put on the mask again. As I step out the door, i leave what was me at home.
I go through the day, laughing and smiling and being pleasant adapting to acceptable societal behaviours. But down inside the wounds begin to open and the blood pours and i tumble to the ground into ashes. And then i wake up and realize its time to take off the mask.
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i love you for who you are, even the things that you think are imperfections-i see those things as what makes you beautiful. look at yourself through my eyes.
I love you for you and all that you are.
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