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The Mask

The stars begin to glint on and off
While the clouds glide past the moon
The sky slowly becomes dusky
Amidst a night filled with tranquility
At the center stage
She walks with grace
Yet in an atmosphere of both elegance and balance
Something threatens to come off from within
That will reveal a greatest fear
Consuming and unnerving
Hidden and unseen
She continued with the flow
Giving impression that all is calm and glow
However it still beckons
The mask
Ever-varying and ever-concealing
Gradually falls off
It should not be
No! Never!
For beneath lies confusion, solitude, and melancholy
Endless tears that can create an ocean at its bottom
She is frightened at the thought of her weakness being exposed
Of a heart vulnerable and yearning to be consoled
And so she fights against the very thing she cries out for
She incessantly hides behind a mask
A nonchalant public façade
That covers a private despair
As if holding tight to it
So as to get by

She runs away
Closing her eyes
Where will she be?
Far away
Chasing after a dream
A dream where salvation is real
Where hope is eternal
It’s her only sanctuary
To escape from her self-built lonely prison walls
To feel love and acceptance
To feel worth
Time and again

Now look at the crowd
Perhaps at your side
Or back or front
There she is
Flaunting with a glittered mask
Yet empty mask

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