masks and all that cool shit

Yeah, you heard me. I want to be the one with the mask on. I want to see right through you and believe that I'm the only one who understands. We all see what we want to see but I want to see the truth.

My mask is yellow with green stripes and many polka dots in many different colors.


I feel honored to wear this mask and to roam around the dark watching the young man play games with the older woman. He ties his shoes and she sees him looking up her skirt. She has no problem with this. This is life and this life is what she wants.


I fail to notice how I am no longer invisible under this mask. People see me walking around with a regular face but little do they know that I will not uncover who I really am.


Let the games begin and let the masks fall to the ground.