The Masquerade of the Glass Faces
Location
Stand straight,
Look forward,
Never show weakness.
Each gentle glass face glistening,
The imperfections
The cracks,
The Broken Bruised and Battered
The Shattered,
Covering up the missing pieces.
Each person dressed for a never ending masquerade
Each beauty unknown,
The Broken with eyes covered
Hoping, praying to be seen and saved.
The full-face Masked ones
With little glass skin showing
Their masks so entrancing,
Their eyes so deep,
Their beauty never ending.
Alone, each mask comes off their shattered faces, only seen by themselves
Missing pieces of their broken hearts, hidden under cloth
They have given up their hopes of being saved
Because those who see,
See as much as a blind man.
Relying on only the feet they walk on
Their hearts and minds, ambiguous
What you see is only what they want you to see,
This masquerade of the glass faces ends when death begins,
But your legacy stays with the mask
In this never ending masquerade.