'The Face Underneath The Mask'

I don’t think masks are just designated for people during Halloween, or a superhero, or bank robbers. To be honest, I think that we all wear one for most of our lives; It’s this metaphorical mask that covers up our secrets, our insecurities, and a part of you that you’re too afraid to reveal to the world. You can etch a smile on this mask while the eyes beneath begins to tear up. When you begin to suffocate as it feels like the world is slowly crushing you, it’s easy to deceive people into thinking that everything is okay. This mask becomes the face that people get to know - and in turn, the person underneath becomes buried and almost forgotten.

You wear this mask that is suppose to please people. A mask that fulfills expectations and follows this script on how life is suppose to work that we forget to ask ourselves what we really want or what will make us happy. Sometimes, I even think that we forget that we’re wearing a mask that it’s easy to feel like we have lost ourselves. And sometimes, after wearing the mask for so long, we forget what it covers and become too terrified that you and others won’t like what is underneath. You become afraid that once you’re exposed, you will no longer be able to hide behind anything to escape the cruelty you have witnessed throughout life.

Yet part of you hopes that someone calls you out on all this act that you put on. That someone will remove this mask for you and like what they see. You wish that someone will tell you that you’re not as flawed as you think you are and helps you find yourself again. But most of all, I think we just all want to be able to be truly happy again; to be happy about the face underneath the mask.

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