The Mask


Its funny that this Slam was chosen, I had written a litteral poem my freshman year literally called "The Mask"

The mask is constructed

To hide you away

You appear happy

You appear kind


The mask is a friend

To protect your thoughts

You think of emptiness

You think of Sorrow


The mask is worn

Every morning

Every night

Every day


The mask thats worn

Is not you

Is not me

But a mear mask

Is all it will ever be



Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

Powerful expression! 

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