Does anyone ever really know the true you? Must you always hide behind that fake mask of yours? The world is your own never ending masquerade. Night after night it’s always a new mask. Faked so long that you’ve even lost your own self. Who are you truly? Are you truly so ugly on the inside that you must hide? You’ve gone and given up before it even started. You’ve hidden yourself from the world. If ignorance truly is bliss, then you have too much of it. You feign intelligence but the truly ignorant hide themselves from the world. You’ve cut the link connecting you to others, only to replace it with a false one, to put on a false mask to fool the souls of others. In your heart of hearts you know what you’re doing is not a fix to your problems. The truth is just behind the door. Now it’s up to you whether or not you open it and except that truth. Or will you just lock the door, throw away the key, and then decimate that door just to spite the true nature of the world? Where you go with your life is now in your hands, I’ve done the best I could to open those eyes of yours. So which do you choose truth and reality or lies and falsehood?