Masks Are People Too

Sand counting down time
A body ravaged in kind
Quietly losing it's mind

Screams bursting, declare
That very first breath of fresh air
Tiny miracle so sweet and fair

Snarls, hiss and bite
Crush all emotion with might
Nothing as primal and right

Tears falling to ground
Not making a sound
No friend found around

Smiles flash in the night
Happiness shining so bright
Erasing all sorrows and fights

Standing back from the crowd
Watching everyone around
Observant without making a sound

Still, cold and forever
Can never be back together
Under the ground, above the weather