My Favorite Mask

I have many masks that I have always kept secret under the sacred depths of my heart and soul.

Over these unique masks, there is one I have always used.

It is this mask that gives me my overflowing confidence and resilient reputation.

This mask provides a great aura to myself and an interesting atmosphere to those around me.

It is a mask that is neither stupid nor idiotic.

But full of knowledge.

A mask that could truly help with my construction of a splendid future.

A mask defined only of difficult phrases and words.

A mask that fulfills my Parents' ambitions and expectations of me.

But masks are always masks.

Amidst the power given by this mask, I, though, couldn't find freedom with it.

Alone it could be a like-able and love-able mask.

But this mask is not me.

It shows a face that is completely not me.

Completely not the real me.

My real thoughts, insights, and personalities are hidden and prisoned beyond this thick and seemingly unbreakable mask.

The bars that are full of reasonable reasons and undying pride towards other people are just too strong.

I cannot break through this jail.

I alone cannot do this.

There is only hope.

Hope and Faith.

Only if there is someone that could act as my savior with uncontrollable inner strength

that could break through the magical wonders of this mask.

A savior that would save me from this fakeness.

That would free me from this madness.

Will you be my savior?