Mask

We see ourselves in the mirror feel safe looks so familiar afraid to break open our hearts worried about what everyone thinks cake our face with make-up make-up means nothing in the dark; most of us live our lives in the dark so afraid to show our true faces. We are all beautiful, life is like a cross country road trip; never know what’s coming, never satisfied with what we find. When you leave your soul behind; you have nothing to fall back on. A year’s time flies like a balloon high into the sky; a message attached to the string; in a year’s time you can get the world and have it blown away by a single breeze. Nothing more than a lost soul floating restlessly looking for a home; without a soul we are nothing but a body. In a year’s time, a body decomposes, but a soul leaves a legacy.