Clear Mask
It sounds like a cliche,
"everyone wears a mask".
However,
I find I am different.
I find I must have a special ability.
All of these masks I see,
they are so clear to me.
I see your trembling eyes,
they fall in discourse,
rage,
envy,
hate,
clashing at once.
The face behind the mask,
it is no man.
I see the beast within you,
clenching at your heart.
I see your ambitions,
your fears,
everything.
That is why,
these tears I cry,
they are not mine,
truly they are thine.
Copyright © Paul Bailey | Year Posted 2011
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