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The Mask
I find myself daydreaming
As if I was lost in a trance
I hear somebody screaming
And by the hour, their voices enhance
I've been living a lie
There's this mask I wear
I can't even look myself in the eye
The voices are starting to tear
Tear right through my flesh and soul
It's trying to discover what's inside
To find what's beneath my mask is it's goal
Just to see that it has died
See, I've hidden behind my mask for so long
I don't even know what's inside anymore
So I pack my bowl, and take a rip off the bong
Just to find my inner core
But sometimes I feel it's buried in so deep
That I need a reminder that it's even there
The truth sleeps, as my lies seep
Then I remember there's nobody there to care
As if I was lost in a trance
I hear somebody screaming
And by the hour, their voices enhance
I've been living a lie
There's this mask I wear
I can't even look myself in the eye
The voices are starting to tear
Tear right through my flesh and soul
It's trying to discover what's inside
To find what's beneath my mask is it's goal
Just to see that it has died
See, I've hidden behind my mask for so long
I don't even know what's inside anymore
So I pack my bowl, and take a rip off the bong
Just to find my inner core
But sometimes I feel it's buried in so deep
That I need a reminder that it's even there
The truth sleeps, as my lies seep
Then I remember there's nobody there to care
Published 13th Mar 2014
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13th Mar 2014 12:47pm
13th Mar 2014 2:13pm
Atakti, would you elaborate that first part for me please? Thank you for the positive feedback it means a lot!
13th Mar 2014 2:33pm
Forgive me, I have this bad habit of throwing out scraps of my philosophical musings in my comments. If your poem triggered it, though, it means I liked where it took me.
I meant, it is a real challenge to know who we are and what we really want when there are multiple pressures and influences acting upon us, some from others, but worse, from our own egos. That lesson, that I have an ego, but am not my ego, I have to learn over and over...
This poem reminded me of that lesson.
I meant, it is a real challenge to know who we are and what we really want when there are multiple pressures and influences acting upon us, some from others, but worse, from our own egos. That lesson, that I have an ego, but am not my ego, I have to learn over and over...
This poem reminded me of that lesson.
