Masks
How many masks we wear a day?
The Happy mask, when on our way.
The Smiling, saying - "How are you".
Not even asking, so, it's not true.
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When friend comes up to us in tears
We wear Sad and say - "Oh, dear".
Compassion we wear next
If they are needed or they're best.
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The game of Love is where we blossom:
Pretending, Faking, Playing awesome.
And when loved say - "Goodbye" for good
We wear Ice, but heart is wound.
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And dating, oh my God, it's funny.
So many say - "We hate games, honey."
But when you stright with them, they shake
And interest so quickly fades.
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So, are masks evil or are needed?
Or it depends how we were treated?
Or it so deeply sits inside
That we can't differ faked from I?
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And Playing during life in hopes
That will meet that True Love that's honest.
But when we meet that Prince or Queen
We still can not believe it's real...
Copyright © Russell Grushco | Year Posted 2017
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