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I feel like I am hiding behind a mask, no one ever understanding the real me. When people talk about me, I think, 'That's not what I'm like.' Later though, I realize, I am like that- at least in front of others.
The real me is buried, hidden behind other's perception of me. It's slowly drowning me, the mask becoming fused to my face, to my soul.
What if I took it off though? Would they like what the see? Or be hurt and surprised?
I always thought that masks were meant to protect, but now I realize that they define you-
A Superhero isn't a Superhero without their mask.
Copyright Anyabells 2008
hemostatic added this comment 2008-08-31 21:26:39-05:00
wow i really like this and love the last line it is so true ,everything.. not just the last line
hemostatic added this comment 2008-08-31 21:26:39-05:00
wow i really like this and love the last line it is so true ,everything.. not just the last line