We Wear the Masks

Man with mask and news paper on fire

In the silence

There is a voice to be heard

Can you hear it?

Calling out?

It is your own

It is mine

We are the voices in the distant

Searching for a home

A place to belong

Yet we hold our voices in

As if it were a sin

To ask for help

We pretend

That we are okay

While inside we are crying

Explosive emotions

Take root

In the very depths of our reality

It is a facade

The life we live

We wear the masks

To hide our face

And pretend that all is well.

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