She gets up in the morning
and chooses a mask that she'll be wearing
If she has spent the night crying,
she'll wear a mask that's smiling.
If she has been so weak and lost the will to fight,
she'll wear a mask that seems to have no fright.
If she thinks everything goes wrong
she'll wear a mask that may fool you that she's strong.
If she's been hurt and has been suffering enough,
she'll wear a mask that will always laugh.
And when others have started sleeping,
she'll take off her mask and drown in her pains again.
She and her masks
will be preparing for tomorrow's pretending tasks.
— Jan Di
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