Often I find myself looking into the midnight sky, wondering how the world was made.
Why are we all here. Everybody on this earth was made for a sick cruel reason. We are built to soak up pain and suffering, only to put a fake smile on our face?
The masks we wear, only hides so much of who we really are.
Why put on a fake show to impress somebody else, who truly does'nt give a shit?
To find somebody in this world who lets' you reveal your true face, and throw your mask away for the short being of time, is true love.
To find somebody who loves you, for the mask you are wearing, is true lust.
But what draws the line between the two? Who can define the deffierence between the feelings they are withholding, detering what is love, and what is lust.
Think about the life you are playing, at this moment in time. The oxygen you are taking , the used air you are giving out,. Is it worth it?
Every ounce of pain, sorrow, and cruel suffering we are dealing with, is only here for the short amount of time we have, sadly enough, it never leaves.
The one who still holds their head high, and wears that fake mask with pride, taking it off for the one who they truly love, My hat is off to you. For i could never do it myself.
