People always wear a mask, that someday will crack, and their nightmares will come back. The lies they all told, will someday grow old, and their old story, will unfold.
Why people wear a mask, is maybe to complete a task. Is there something they are seeking, or are they trying to avoid a beating?
Under all of their lies, they are covered with black dye. People covered with Darkness, and who can't see the Light.
A façade is what they wear, and they all swear, that they day it breaks, they may change.
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Façade
PoetryEveryone has a personality that they show to the world, but that's just a cover to hide who they really are.
