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The Mask
Mask Rap/Poem
INTRO:
For many people, A mask is just a that, a mask.
It’s a gas mask, a ski mask, even a halloween mask.
But for me, a mask is a little bit more. You cannot see this mask,
it does not have a strange rubbery scent of normal masks.
You can’t feel it on your face, but you can feel it on your soul.
RAP:
I’ve been wearing a mask
since I was ten years old,
It wasn’t any type of mask
that could be bought or sold.
It’s not a sad mask or an angry mask
or a mask made to look scary,
It’s a mask unlike most masks,
It’s a mask made to look… happy.
I remember coming home from
school every day since fifth grade,
and putting on the mask
that my mind had made.
I was broken and sad because
of the kids at my school.
They pushed, kicked, and punched me
just because I wasn’t cool.
There was always something
they used to make fun of me
I was small, I was weak,
or I was just plain me.
I was in so much pain
in my body and my brain,
The things they said to me
were driving me insane
I wanted to tell someone
but I thought they would find out,
so I knew I had to hide
and I couldn’t let it out.
When I went home everyday
I put on a happy face
but on the inside I was crying
from the pain I had to face.
Everyone thought I was happy
but they couldn’t be more wrong,
and over time it became
even harder to stay strong.
The things they said to me
brought me straight to tears,
They said things that no
person ever wants to hear.
They called me a freak, and
said that I would never belong,
I started to believe them and
lost the strength to keep going on
The mask I wore kept others
from seeing my pain,
So I had no one to help
with the pain I had to contain.
I fought battles with myself
that I could never win;
trying to take control
of the hurt i kept within
But the weaker I got
the stronger the mask became.
It took control of my life
and I was never the same.
There was a point that I had enough
and I tried to remove the mask.
and show the world that holding in the pain
I beared was no small task.
But the mask wouldn’t leave
and It could not be removed.
The fear of being judged
was just too heavy to move.
I told myself “you don’t need
this mask It is time to let it go,”
“It’s time to face your fears
and let the world know.”
“Get over your fear of being judged
and stand up to these guys,”
And when I did stand up
to them I truly felt alive.
I didn’t need the mask
in order to not be sad
Now I can let go of
this pain of the past
When I let go of the mask
I felt a huge sense of relief,
It was as if the mask took
away the hurt and grief.
In a way the mask helped
me and made me who I am,
Without it, I may not have lived
to see myself become a man.
So if anyone wears a mask
like this just know that it’s ok,
You are not alone and
you will fight through it some day.
The mask may be strong,
but not as strong as you.
As long as you don’t give up
there’s no limit to what you can do.
Never give up on yourself and fight
past what your going through,
because whether you succeed
or fail It’s all up to you.
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