My Mask
It fell off
It fell off and I don't know what to do
They know, all of them
They all hate me now
What do I do
What do I do
I'm scared
I can't move
Help me, my mask has fallen off.
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Bare and Exposed
PoésieMost people picture nudity as a physical state. But is there something emotional to it? Spiritual? In this book, my friend and I will write poems to help you and ourselves understand the truth behind feeling so bare and exposed.
