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See, I think it's a shame that too many people are out there hiding behind their masks! I, for one, "wear my heart on my sleeve" so to say. Yes, it's more vulnerable, but nobody can ever say that I have ever loved short of what I could have. I lived, breathed, and loved every moment of my life to the fullest. Granted I had much further to fall when it ended... but I'll tell you... the heights that it took me to still leave me breathless!!! I wouldn't change it for the world. I see my son as he's growing and many times he comes dangerously close to putting on one of those masks. The man he is becoming inside is much too precious to hide. I sincerly hope he learns that and doesn't mimic the mistakes of others too closely. He'll be making enough of his own, I'm sure. LOL.
This sounds like Hollywood and all the 'plastic people'. If people don't get to know the real you, there can never be real friendship, and we all need friends to help us through the bad times and rejoice with us during the good.
Good write.
Very nice, I loved it. It seems natural to hide your flaws, or put yourself in a better place than you are. I have been the victim of much disgression and pain, and thus have hidden under a mask. Now my true self tries to shine through. I just don't see why we now have to still wear them...
Hiding behind the mask, although it may save you from some pain, it will also mask your true personality and loved ones will not know the real you. The love they have will be for the mask. Be careful what you portray, sometimes the pain can be good!(not the feeling, but the result)No one deserves to feel bad, but you must experence both sides to know what truely is wonderful...like you! Thanks, Anthony
In the last stanza, is "moster" supposed to be "monster?"
The real wonder of life, for me, is finding the
'real me' behind all the masks. Does it really exist under all those layers of the onion? It seems nowhere, yet perhaps is everywhere!I can get very metaphysical with this one.
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