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I wrote this when I was a teenager. It's still true today. |
| I wear a thousand masks; none of them the same. They cover up who I really am, lest I be hurt again. Each mask looks so real, like its really me but every mask that I wear is only who I want to be. The real me is hidden, put away on the shelf of pain, hurt, regret replaced by beauty, smiles and wealth. I wear a thousand masks, so try not to be surprised when you find out that these faces are not really mine. |