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Masquerade

February 27, 2011
By Alanna SILVER, Jeffersonville, Indiana
Alanna SILVER, Jeffersonville, Indiana
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This masquerade starting,
puts me back.
No truth, no lies
Only a mask for them all to see.
I forget myself, this mask was never me.

It’s a mind masquerade.
Who was I?
I apologize for my masquerading
Making me who I’m not,
I want to show you the me for which I’ve fought.

And then I remember that nothing‘s real,
We are in a masquerade.
And I’m losing the words to say that
Beneath my skin I see you
Without the mask they fit on you.
Only the music fills my lips.
But even unsaid words mean nothing,
When I can’t see you and you can’t see me.
If only it’s because
this is a masquerade.


The author's comments:
I think that sometimes our masks keep us from being who we want to be.

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