Sometimes I Wish

sometimes i wish my many masks would fall from me so that they could all see the real me. i feel like im a forgotton secret. they look at me and i pray they ask in earnest sincerity, "whats wrong?" and say, " it okay, i wont judge you," and then embrace me. but in our world, no reality is just. i go through life fullfilling expectations and failing in my own. soon this body will be no longer such and a shell of hopeless insanity will reign over it. what shall they say then? it wont matter. ive asked for a willing ear and they have showed me how deaf they are. for them, it seems, my masks shall stay eternally glued. for me, i shall smile and wave and prepare for the day i can no longer bear that eternity. the day i break for they didnt even take the chance to care.





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