The Masks We Wear - a Mara Prose Poem

You smile, you grin and no one sees your sins You laugh, you play with no one there at the end of the day The masks we wear are uniquely prepared To keep the world guessing and hide our despair Black, white and all alike experience life's crushing blows Young and old, we are all the same because we all fear the untold At the end of the day, no one can say that we are not all equally equipped to live bold ~ Author Mara Prose