Have you ever watched someone you love slowly slip away? You watch someone so perfect...go completely off their rocker. Have you ever looked them in the eyes and watch invisible tears stream down their pail cheeks? I didn't think so, that's why we put on this mask to cover up the scar's society has left on our gentle, but now tattered faces. With skin like porcelain and word's like shatthers of glass from a broken mirror...You sip the blood from your own veins, like a alcoholic to a Whiskey Bottle. Wake up, nightmares, screaming, scared of something that's not there. That's when you realize the monster's in your dream's aren't monster's, they are you. You are the monster hiding under your bed, hiding in the dark, lurking in your own shadow. That's when you wake up, grab your mask, and start it all over again.