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
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